Ritual of the Stars

In the sky, in the north, during the spring,
 Three hunters as individual stars,
 Hunted the great and celestial beast,
 She wandered without fear
 In summer, the constellation escaped,
 Near the polar skies,
 Because the prey had sniffed
 Her pursuers
 Look up, you'll see challenges,
 Races and rituals
 As a game, as nature guides us
 Every year, our eyes turned to the sky,
 Watching the ancestral hunting of the bear
 In autumn the hunters found the right way,
 The beast is wounded, bleeding
 Bear's blood washed the crimson treetops
 The bloody leaves fell down
 They fell like tears at a funeral crying,
 Year died with the bear,
 His soul rests in the winter
 To be reborn the next year
 Look up, you'll see challenges,
 Races and rituals
 As a game, as nature guides us
 Every year, our eyes turned to the sky,
 Watching the ancestral hunting of the bear