When I am down in the pit,
Your fluffy wings make soul lit.
When I am flying in the sky,
You cry for me , and cry, and cry.
When I am singing in the choir,
Your voice is praying: higher, higher.
When I am praying on the street,
You are asking to pick up the feet.
When I am working , you are too,
You never stop , like cockatoo
Please, be well with us, the Earth
Will bless us as the Son Hristos!
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