I was a wanderer in Heaven
who came to the earth with broken wings.
Down here I was born again, I left my little wings
Its remnants stacked out of my back.
I had no mother
God stood beside my crib.
Sparkles could be seen in my eyes
I have not seen the evilness of humanity yet.
3 years old I was, splendor and hope in my eyes,
I looked at the whole world with excitement.
While one day the evil tempted me and
brought suffering into my heart.
I believed when I was a child,
My hands raised up to the sky
Please, help - I only said - help
He heard my cry for help
and lifted my body out of the mud.
I have grown up
The Almighty is still walking beside me
I ask you my friend so, you who hear these words
ask and you shall receive, but also give silently.
Don’t put on the clothe of Satan, but God’s garments,
Be yourself and not fake, a copy only.
Hear the words of my heart!
Find the way of God!