HONEY

INSIDE ROARE
HONEY
 
 
 
When the morning mist settles over the landscape,
the smell of jasmine brings me to you.
No one else smells like this
the sun rises with you
aaaaah
 
 
The sun rises with you.
aaaaah
 
It fits with you,
when you put your head in my lap
 
 
 
Your voice makes the bees fly
and in the hive they search
your home and trust you.
 
 
Your blue eyes tell me
what you wish for.
 
 
I will not hesitate for a moment.
 
To fly with you to the edge of the world to your golden hives.
 
 
Golden and sweet at the same time,
 
honey and faithful
"like the queen bee".