With Faithful Tongue

Through various stages,
Imperial queen we see
Thy agonies, those
Flow with no forms,
It is a blessing to have thee
Thy wondrous acts in
Beauteous order stand
Ye beauty glees on
The face of earth
Ye blooming grace,
Triumph in many songs
Ye heart wander and come
Back to where it belongs
Ye smile so bright,
Thy body so elegant
With faithful tongue
I tell of your glorious
Winter storms frowns
to your shining eyes
With your smile, hopes
and happiness arise
Thy words alone brings
Comforts and surprises
Ye body moves and
Wave softly with wind
My breath shorten from
Your fragrant reign
Flowers grow and blossom
With your smile in plain
Your cheeks all glowing
a pure stream of light
Overflows the clear skies
Thy smile alone damps the rising fire
In your arms, I get to spire
With you in my world
I will always be higher