My tongue is as the pens of ready scribes and,

And the evening star is like the Island of Blest;But my people are on the other side of the river.It is gone too soon and like a housewife’s spindle,But to see the people at work makes me feel better;And like once upon a child in the woods.To look for your troubles on your face at…

But we still need water to balance this equation,And like the water sources are all around us.

Are you educated enough so that i can learn from you?Are you smooth enough so that i can dance with you?Are you caring enough so that i can be with you?Are you sweet enough so that i can tickle you?For love is all about you on this issue.

And, you really know that.Oga, i am the lady of the rivers;But you’ve denied your previous responsibilities!And these rivers flow like the muse of my love.

But this warning is to the world because of Rome! !And like a fluttering sparrow or a flying swallow,But the end will come and only few people will be saved.

For you have fallen because of your iniquity! !And you’ve become dross to me.