Your bath, your massage, your dinner, your injection!

Your teeth, your eyes your eyelashes, your hair.

Your eyes, your neck, your shoulders... your waist.

Your happiness, your sadness, your joy, frustration, your loves, your loves lost...

Re crafting your work, your love, your play, your friendship, your parenting.

And this man, he's every man your grandfather, your uncle, your father, your son, your neighbor, your professor, your student.

And this man, he's every man your grandfather, your uncle, your father, your son, your neighbor, your professor, your student.

Your children, your wife, your books, your extraordinary friends.

Your Highness. Your Highness. Your Highness.

Your Highness! Your Highness. Your Highness.

Your Majesties. Your Majesties. Your Majesties.

Take your people, your cattle, your god and your pestilence.

Your home phone, your work phone, your cellphone, your yacht phone .

Raw materials for your industry. Your ships, your planes, your bombs.

Your father the tzar, your mother, your sisters, your little brother.

Your kindness, your gentleness and your wisdom.

I'm your servant, your subject, your slave.

Your business, your contribution to society, money whatever, your body, your family.

Hard to say, between your eyes, your nose, your mouth, your hairs.

Come ashore to your son, your home, your kingdom, your awaiting wife.

We need your perspectives, your curiosity, your voices.

Break off your earrings, your bracelets, your necklaces!

This house, your husband, your friends, your life.

Isn't your piety your confidence? Isn't the integrity of your ways your hope?

Strap your sword on your thigh, mighty one your splendor and your majesty.

Because we also need your intellectual capital your ideas, your skills, your ingenuity.

Your cells regenerate, your hair, your nails, everything grows for your entire life.

Scrape your boots, put your hat on your hand and straighten your wig.

It integrates your body, your brainstem, your limbic area, your cortex, and even your relationships with other people.

Am I the one that you choose to disown as your child or your brother or your sister or your mother or your father, your neighbor, your cousin, your uncle, the president, your police woman or the fireman?

Your ID, Your Rights

Your High... Your Highness.

Your Highness... Your Highness.

Your Highness, Your Highness.

Your Highness, Your Highness.

Your Highness! Your Highness!

Your call. Your call.

Your Highness. Your Highness!

Your welfare. Your reclamation.

Your courage, your fortitude.

Your Ladyship. Your Ladyship.

Your ways, Your Majesty.

Your capital, Your Majesty.

Your help. Your advice.

Your courage, your honesty...