Come home to our music
Smoothly sung by doves
The words of divine love
Lets seek Godly music
To keep hearts bound in love
Inked by the hands above
Wear you my golden ring
Lets fly like baby birds
With our pure sudden wings
Around you lady i gird
Like green of olden spring
served us a happy third.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem