Pure soul, did you exist?
Listen the words of the lonely priest.
Incarnate with inner beauty,
call me with voice like flute!
Wherever you are
you'll be my radiant star.
I will come with broken wings
and broken faith,
but will not keep revenge and hate.
I hope that merciless pain
is not overcome in vain.
That is my sincere pray ...
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