Long lived the King!
Long been trailed by huntsman and ferreter,
A long journey that is already written and will never fade or die.
Breakthroughs after breakthrough, the prophecy will come true.
To others, it may come as strong omen,
While other’s thought of a curse coming into their lands.
Us who believe of his coming are in tears of joy.
Huzzah, the sound of love and mercy.
Don’t they know, when the doom will came
A light will shine in this land,
Water will cleanse its stains,
Fire will sterilize infirmity,
And the wind will heal those who are sick.
In the womb of his mother;
He is protected and covered by the cloak of love and purity.
The chosen one? No! He is sent from the neverwas to
Just to kiss our foot for our salvation.
The life of this man is hard as the rock from the mount sienna
And have most indecent natal day in the world history.
The world becomes beautiful when he was born in the trough.
The camels and the three kings, singing silently inside the barn.
When the cry of the baby was heard inside the trough.
The star becomes gold,
The sky becomes blue and
The water flows brilliantly like a shining diamonds.
Long lived the King!
Long been died in his human form,
But His Spirit stays in our heart.
We are the temples of our souls,
Dream that you were once born in the trough.
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