To be served like a monkey and to be saved like money,
With the woes of life around us always;
But he split the wood for the burnt offering of love and,
She took a veil to cover her face.
Yahu, this sacrifice should be eaten inside one house;
For the worst hailstorm is about to come.
To be seerved like a monkey and to be saved like money,
But life is like living 430 years in the land of Egypt;
Where one learns through the slavery days of the muse that there was.
It was in the 'House of God (Beth-El) ' which was,
Very different from the 'House of Yahweh (Bayit Yahweh):
But there we have to learn from the difference to gain wisdom.
'Bayit Yahweh'! For there we got the truth of life to carry on;
And of the sacrifice which was to be eaten inside one house.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem