The valley in the mountains,
Let me breathe, I ran a lot,
On the ups and down,
For the love of others.
In the search of cures,
I fought, I ran, Now tired.
Let me feel these, the sun,
the flowers, the birds around,
they heal, for sure, my lengthy and broken heart, in pieces they are,
let them be together.
Heal me O sun, the moon, and all the Almighty’s creations,
I know, You know, the treatment, be the cure, make me laugh.
You do it for all, do it for me once,
Let me breathe your holy creations.
Let me be healed, in the world of wounds.