Irai Meneng Yaren, ti mo′u e bweb, ti space e ti bweb, e ti meneng e ti bweb. / A frost‑kissed dawn drifts over Meneng Yaren, where deep space pads and gentle wind breathe in balanced calm, guiding meditation and melancholic focus. The subtle bell drone and resonant tones echo like distant island horizons, softening the heart.