My queen, can I present myself to
The multitudes with you by my side?
Can I get all to listen to me?
Nobody else would mean more to me
Madam, I feel more restless for now.

Isis, dear madam, tell me, how can
I now attain immortality?
I can recite the written verses
From a gray tablet or a long scroll
How hard is the trouble fetching next?

If all of the people want to know,
You get the versed knowledge that I have
You love me and are still more knowing
You shine a keen light on all that looks
Dark, hidden, and forgotten also.

I should behold you, my queen, from the
Morning 'til the nighttime and over
Again, next to me, so I put my
Hand on your dominion above all,
Over the breaking clouds showing light.