Earth mother, boundless and broad, supporting the heavens;I do kinda like it. It's kinda fun!
Yea, as a cow supports her horns, you support the mountains.
Earth mother, whose waters reflect the heavens and give us life;
Yea, as a cow whose udder is full, you suckle us as calves.
Earth mother, upon whom the fire of sacrifice is kindled;
Yea, as a cow is the best gift of a man, you support our generosity.
Earth mother, whose winds sing in mountains and forests;
Yea, as a cow lows at dawn, we sing praises to you.
A bit of much, much needed amusement in a helluvaday.