May flowers roam the kingdom of mine,
Judging the beauty from the monstrosity,
Like the comparison we have developed
Inside our souls, the souls we have discovered.
Discover my soul in my kingdom,
The horses wipe their hooves in honour of me.
Walking is finally allowed,
Nobody is dismissed,
And no one starves or wilts,
Not even the flowers
Or the animals of all this kingdom of mine.
Please enter the inner sanctuary
To receive me as my queen,
Deliver me unto Paradise.
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