I am the dust, stuck to thy soles, And wherever thou travel, there it goes, No more no less, still I am yours, It is now all that matters.
Me I belong to thee, It is I know and what I see. And when you smile, The smile is for me, I know it, for the smile is me.
Since the moment, You offered me the cup of Ale, There is a restlessness inside of me like that of un-abating gale, Is this what they call love or when there is no veil, Does it matter now that You have set my sail.
With each breath I breath your name, I do not know but it is now my mane, With each beat of my heart, I feel as I am of your lot.
For the eve to come, I eagerly await, To till my ship and happily sail, In waters calm and free of gale, To the land of Eternity, to the land of Divine realm.