The Ballad of the True Null (Va Dellimo va c'Lomanque) is poem carved into the base of a burial monument in Ronleva. It was commissioned in honor of Aritz Ovejero, a beloved mayor of the small town who also happened to be a True Null. Originally written in Irocran, the poem would eventually be translated into most of the languages spoken in Leland and used as a rallying cry for True Nulls seeking equality.
The thesis of the poem is that True Nulls might, in fact, be the only true masters of all the enmanities despite displaying no measurable enmanity. It accomplishes this by substituting the names of the enmanities for their common noun counterparts, for example substituting Sobar (Power of Melody) for scoba (music), while identifying their presence in human existence. The poem ends with the claim that a balance of these energies within a person is what creates a True Null.
The Ballad of the True Null
Va falnecalem betbá van arloceflialuda rin'shoden
invabilós toenem foga'edavam ve aven.
Rin'pidoneluda va c'termandaldor vinsobilós vealvon henque
desquead va odescare fenbá a Pave quedamimeluda.
Onme'janderoluda pere va c'abrin ve naston pere va c'riteva
va Sobar c'aven bensarbá mon vinso.
Va kolpajom ve kolentrop vabilós va cey'Censal va c'doa
odimolbást onmin'ojaluda a snavinál sa pilsefor.
Nesce taredbá drane'zuscenoluda ve gojesnoluda
van roluneluda c'aven Radre onme'helgo.
Sa rin'doa mu emismi va lesor op'fenbá a domezaíl
va Gaje va c'falnecalem arlotbá dascaneluda pere.
Sa stervan escamilbá va dasuben foga'aven
va mobront c'Dread bensarbá fenioluda irolla.
Va crom'Vespi va falnecalem fenmat
roljiclabí sojaveluda ve heshadoluda rigo'flimad.
Roluluda pere c'lesale ve c'recali bensarbalós sa flimad irolla
sa Nova huesambá drane'codemeluda pere ve flidoluda pere.
Sa menus hensal c'flimadeluda pomquenabí a tesquenoíl bolra
a betál abedonuso sey'bolra.
Vapa que'op'betbá vealvon milgo va c'lomanque?
The being is the enmanities in flesh,
working together for peace and life.
In words of the speaker exists true power,
for the highly esteemed can Persuade armies.
With every beat of the heart and whistle of the breath,
the Melody of life gives rise to our existence.
The youngest and the oldest see by the Light of the world,
manipulated within eyes to create a masterpiece.
Blood courses through veins and arteries,
the components of life Flux with purpose.
In a world so small the mind cannot fathom,
the Composition of the being changes every second.
A skeleton provides the structure for life,
the stability of Geonature giving rise to new heights.
From the Flora the being derives nourishment,
breaking down fruits and grains into energy.
Every part of the mental and physical begets a new energy,
an Aura seeping out through every thought and action.
A perfect balance of energies means to want for nothing,
to be affected by nothing.
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