I say
How beautiful
How graceful
How wonderful my Sun

The color burning
That Orange Red
Those wings, that bird
The water ripples, my skin tingles

But do I deserve to witness this tranquility Of graciousness
For in life I have been gone, but then
I look up and take a look deeper within

For with the wind of beauty it captured
And it punctured me
My impurity left me fighting my head
Prepared to turn, then instead
Both pupils where hidden
Hidden within my own curtains of sorrow

My beautiful
My graceful
My wonderful Sun
It simply showed me
The Light I could not bare to see

Look there oh sorrowful woman
There it is an angel, oh…
Open your eyes

Follow the bird glistening in the wind skating among the sea
Follow
That white bird
Don’t you see?

That bird whose life is gliding on the waters
That Animal gentle and graceful
An angel is what this bird appears to be
So my child
Follow Me