As the god of all the heavens declaring you brilliant
The sight of perfection in transporting the pure liquid
A simple mixture to create a perfect mineral solid
Your birth in the past brought gladness to the present

Thoughts are flowing while being at this great gathering
Being the ace of your suit, always a bit different
Waiting to know everything for wanting to represent
The world of intellectual accention while not having a ring

Fairness of actions and thoughts for the people of your land
But without a tear attached to your hypnotized cult
Yet this proud soul will always give out a helpful hand

Flowing like the fluid transported without a single sweat
But with many things, your eccentricity is not your fault
A trait of the bearers, dropping some liquid, becoming all wet