Have I got to wake in the morning,
Dearest of mine, his shadows shall defy.
From the time came clear as life,
Bestowed, walked and put me aside.
Never do I mind, ever since his presence,
But have I got to mind, this time.
At my pillion on the roads, we shared,
Twinkling little patience of mine.
Orphan heavenly drop of water that prayed,
Death isn’t so painful as life was.
I did stumble all my ways along,
That poured shines in every drop blood of mine.
I do never mind, forgive for what I do,
For you, I am you and you are me.
