Welcome, o distant land's noble guest,
Allow me now to take you to rest.
So dark and cold? Don't wear such a face,
No royals have got a finer place!
Everyone's missing, those, left behind?
We'll welcome them too, one at a time!
With this, our treasures, right through the skies,
For our Lord's greater glory shall rise.
Without a care for your life before,
You shall be of use, down to the core.
Don't dare to long for outside the fence,
We won't allow you such impudence.
Steel and granite guards you as you sleep,
Fine marble all around, and so deep;
Hear the tender songs of every tree,
Now repeat after me: I am free!
