"Oh heavenly being, tell me true: What place is this? Where am I now? I beg you, tell me, who are you? To pay you honour, this I vow"
"Of 'Staburadze's maidens' I, Her Crystal Palace home this here; Cast in the whirlpool down to die, She rescued you and brought you clear."
Bearslayer knew a joy profound That seemed to fill his breast and mind: The maiden's charm now knew no bound, For she was born of humankind.
She brought in food for him to eat: She gave to him both milk and bread, A fitting meal with honey sweet, Then from the room departing sped.
Time passed until one day, again, He woke and donned his clothes aright. The door soon opened wide and then, Fair Staburadze came in sight.
Politely then she bade him tell, If rest had brought his strength of yore. Bearslayer bowed and thanked her well, And then a fervent wish he swore:
He yearned to stay within her court There with the goddess long to dwell. A secret look her eyes then brought, On hearing what he had to tell.
"We will, perhaps, meet as you ask; Eternity were not then long. But first you have the gods' stern task, A lifetime charge to right the wrong."
"To strive in virtue's noble cause, To serve your homeland and your folk, To seek for fame without a pause, To free their breast from sorrow's yoke."
With joy Bearslayer's eyes then glowed. He spoke with youthful courage grand: "I thank the gods for having showed This way to serve my Fatherland."
"New strength I have, all to perform, Since I have seen now, face to face, The heavenly Staburadze's form, Most beautiful of female race."
"Unswerving goals to me impart, And guide my aim as targets near." "I grant you both with all my heart," Said Staburadze smiling clear.
"Heroic youth, harsh is your lot: To fight these foes of false renown. The hidden ones dark secrets plot: Strike Spidala and Kangars down."
"This little mirror with you take, To keep and hold, a sign of me. When evil ones grave danger make, Quick hold it up for them to see."
"Their power will fail at your behest, When they the face of Perkons view!" And Staburadze, from a chest, As gift for him a mirror drew.
She gave it, but a warning brought, To keep it and to guard it true. Bearslayer thanked her, but more sought: A keepsake from the maiden too.