My beloved King, look at me
I am in the garden
Let me in
In the throne room and you love

I have perfume with oil of anointing
I adorned with the garments of praise real
Swoon of love for you

In the secret garden of love I
Because I love you!
In the secret garden of love I
Because I love!
Extend to me thy scepter of love
At the sound of my praise

I want to be irresistible to your heart
In the secret garden of worship

I hear your sweet voice singing to me
Come embrace me and lead me to the royal palace

I need to find you
Do not wait for the most
If I die, die
But that applies to life
Far from the presence of my king.