I would rather not speak, but circumstances force my hand; I challenge the world with Your name. All this grand display was a pretense; You turn out to be the real beggar, that much is clear now. Shamelessly and with firm resolve, we have stayed, clinging to Your support. I do not know how You will bring this to its end; whatever commotion was made, it now lies ahead. Says Tuka, You say nothing, O God; You simply accept my service as if it were Your rightful due.