Ode to my Highness

Hail to thee my highness, 

 Thou art of eternal joyance.

 Let thy deeds admire the masses.

Oh My grace speak, break thy silence.

 Let The spirits of love: bring thou up. 

 Let the sacred spirits cure thy soul

Let the book of life build Thou up.

Let doors of thy heart be opened for all. 

Let the souls of wisdom lighten Thou up.

Let thy words make thou beautiful. 

Let the beam of love, wake Thou up. 

Let it make thy moments fruitful. 

Let thy deeds suit thy conscience.

Let souls of mercy cure thy sadness. 

 Let thy life be filled with God's grace.

Let angels of love build thy happiness.

I know not how I thank Thou my grace, 

 My highness, the king of masses. 

Let thy deeds make thou rejoice.

I'd admired for thy selflessness.  

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Long live the king of the mass. 

Thou art milder and merciful. 

Let the angels cure thy sadness. 

Let them make thy life hopeful.

Let me pray to the God of the Heavens, 

For thou my grace; who lives in me.

Let thy life be filled with his blessings.

All the universe is grateful to thee.

 Pain, made my highness fall asleep.

 Let angels of thy dream be kinder.

 Oh, wake up, be awake from thy sleep.  

 Thou art more precious than mankind.

Oh, live thy life and make it joyous.

The world sings hymns of thy greatness.

Let God bless they day being glorious. 

Long live the king of the masses. 

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