A priest was taken from the Baptist preaching,
Followed by an undisputed master,
Then I heard the voice of heaven weeping,
A place of hope and joy from the pastor.
A soul surrounded by an ancient master.
I hear the sound of voices from the weeping,
Calling me the undisputed master,
A state of mind and further weakening.
To know about the undisputed master!
He spoke a word of the Baptist preacher,
Then came a letter from the pastor,
Who never thought of being a teacher.
A heart of sorrow like a lily rose,
A song of Robin howl and lowly groan.
Till early morning when the rooster crows,
Beneath the stairs and hear a whistle moan.
Sing a song of heaven gently weeping.
Even though a single lily rose,
I hear an angel laughing at the kneeling,
Songs of silence when the rooster crows.
Create another life without remorse,
Are you afraid of being highly stricken.
Erase the pain and sound a little hoarse,
Stay awake and watch the water glisten.
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