I am a little bee

and i flutter from blooms to water

I feed off nectar

I make honey with what I eat

and I fly around my beloved

who is everything in the world for me

Him and the flowers I visit are my saving grace

I carry the honey to the hive

and rejoice with my friends

at the fact that my beloved

is alive and living his philosophy

his meaning of life

The sun keeps watch over all my friends

and brings them news of us

tucked away from them now

me and my beloved reminisce

on all those who have loved us

They are the gift from the sky

and as a bee, I dance with them from afar

because I see them in the sunrays angles

and though they are far

I, the bee, make honey in their memory

and my Beloved sings a tune

for the hive's queen

when he comes to collect the golden syrup

As a bee, I love all I see

and notice the preciosuness of flowers

and their generosity

for me and my Beloved

May the sun catch us each time

to guide us to the feeding station:

the garden of god and his creation