2021.05.21.
The Paradise
You, Father of ours, rule over the lands,you also preach to typhoons to blow.
Once you gave us the promised land,
a place that was to become a paradise.
Father of ours who is without blemishes,
judge how sinfully a veteran lived.
He, created in your image,
why he was recalled from paradise.
Paradise, beautiful paradise,
beautiful place with a gate of glory,
the paradise in which I was to live
remains a dream (for me), a fata morgana.
Give us back the promised land, Father of ours,
who rule over those parts. /(territories)
Invite us up there for a ration
and inject us with your dose.
Paradise, beautiful paradise,
beautiful place with a gate of glory,
the paradise in which I was to live
remains a dream, a fata morgana
is the paradise.