Havilah, hail, vail!
To the land of gold,
And, to meet the old town in view.
Havilah, hail, vail!
To the land of pearls and the onyx stone;
A land with the high quality of gold,
Suitable to satisfy the hearts of many.
Havilah, hail, vail!
The land of glory with the garden of peace;
Where the laws flow out with the muse of wisdom,
Touching the hearts of many who are ready for the truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem