A Lyric sung by Adnaw at this years Harvest Song festival.  It is claimed to be a hunting song written by long dead ancestors.

I rise, I rise,
I, whose tread makes the earth to rumble.

I rise, I rise,
I, in whose thighs there is strength.

I rise, I rise,
I, who snarl and claw when in rage.

I rise, I rise,
I, in whose humped shoulder there is power.

I rise, I rise,
I, who shakes his mane when angered.

I rise, I rise,
I, whose tusks are sharp and curved.

[OOC: This is a lyric that is a traditional Navajo hunting Song that I altered to fit into the Warcraft setting]