What I have in my heart,
That is the secret hidden;
Singing without any pause...
My heart knows no respite;
My love is an endless hearing...
In the sea of music swimming.
Today I am in the fragrant spring season;
Colourful and beautiful flowers have bloomed:
The bees have come from their hybernation;
They are singing and playing their minstrelsy...
...at the court of the Queen happily.
Now it is time for me to sit in meditation...
To listen to the bee song with dedication,
and to sing hymns to my lord in silence...
In mornings and evenings longing...
...to sit face to face with my beloved praying! ! !
Mykoul
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