For you are sweeter than honey and the honeycomb.
I came out of my mother’s womb and,
I drank my mother’s milk from her breasts;
But today i am a grown up with matured teeth!
But outside me are many wars than love.
Come to me on Francoise,
For the dark clouds are under my feet;
And i am floating in the air to touch your heart with my love.
And like the art and the act of a dance to the rhythms of your sweet love.
Gathered,Before it;With authorities coming out from your love!And to draw attention to yourself is what you want,Because all the birds are now flying very high above you! !
But let the rain so fall on me.Sickness and healing,Send down the rain of love to me;For i am like a merciful kind,And my name is called Issachar.
Hoarded;But do not let your mouth cause your body to sin!For there is a proper time and procedure for every matter,And like your state of mind in the land of your muse.
But many still do not know how to count 3 days and 3 nights.72 hours exactly makes up 3 days and 3 nights,So why are you now being deceived by the traditions of this world?For the truth is always bitter to the masses.
But like the days of Herod the king,The fruit of the voice of love is closer to you.
