Joyous feasts of love!
To satisfy your muse with joy! !
To sacrifice a lamb of the first year without blemish;
Able to enjoy the fruits of your labour in your land!
In unity with the truth.
Joyous feasts of love in the land of the living;
A place to call home without racism!
In unity with the laws,
Muse of righteous morals without hurtig anyone! !
All for peace and joy.
Oh cooking hearths of nature! ! !
Muse of the stone alignment seen around,
Water flowing from under,
Muse of the threshold of love!
True love is the key;
Musing along with nature!
Joyous feasts of love in a place,
Without racism! !
Able to call it your home.
In unity with the laws!
Righteous laws of peace and joy! !
Musing along with your works,
Servitude and attitude along the line.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem