Evety daywith your light
fılls my heart, My God!
and my eyes brighten.
A divine candle starts to burn
in this dark room …
This candle is a pen and a light knife …
In this dark world
a divine candle starts to burn …
… My God! … Your lap is light
I sat on your lap!
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MyGod!
let my heart acquire wing!
to settle on the rocks as birds,
When falling from the height
because of insidious deceiving
And change to a monument of honesty!
MyGod!
let my heart acquire wings
let me become airbone
following my wishes
Let me break into flowers
and change to grassland
MyGod!
let my heart acquire wings
let me be the god
who lost hope
Let me be the day to come!