Soft words bled from beauty and lips to mine, Oh our lives are but a minute among tumbling hours. And with the weight of our world I lie trembling...
Překlad: Na Krása Zbytky. Pane, požehnej naše nedokonalosti, neboť jsou všechny, co nám zbylo.
: Soft words bled from beauty and lips to mine, Oh our lives are but a minute among tumbling hours. And with the weight of our world I lie trembling...