When a voice softly enters into my ears before dawn,
I wake up and look through my window
To the blood-stained East.
There I see a poem that asks me to believe
That there’s someone beyond our eyes
But exists very much in our heart.
With guidance from above, I find my life shining
By the light from Peace, Faith, Hope and Love.
I wake up and look through my window
To the blood-stained East.
There I see a poem that asks me to believe
That there’s someone beyond our eyes
But exists very much in our heart.
With guidance from above, I find my life shining
By the light from Peace, Faith, Hope and Love.
