Worker Bee With No Name
Sailing in the air as a worker with no name
Trailing the air to find liquid gold that sun and earth did birth
Prevailing and seeing gold guarded by bright coloured cushions all the same
Unfailing is the emerald pillar that has this bed sit above the earth
Unfailing, I go back to the home with the gold
Unveiling the sun’s mirror where the queen is being served
Prevailing and eternal is our blessed mother and wife from times of old
Sailing bees we see come and leave our golden palace as all our work deserved
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