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“Wasser” falls from the sky,
From “aqua” and with “aqua” the world is made.
“Voda” and “hydro” govern and steer,
“Water” whirls,
Like the word “hello”.
“Pani” binds,
“Rano” runs,
“Ura” composes,
“Vero” seethes.
We drink her,
With her we water.
Everywhere with her, wherever we go.
Without her we have nothing —
By her we live.