Shining through the clouds above, the glorious morning light,
leaps straight up and jumps into my chest
Born within these hands is today’s energy
which wraps and carasses my body completely
Although we may not meet, although I may be lonely,
I feel a special person is watching over me
*If only I can bear the countless mornings of prayer
a true happiness will finally come to me.
The tears that I shed on those countless mornings of prayer
will somehow reach you someday I believe.
Dressed and adorned only, as I currently am
I walk facing toward the near future
Lifting up our faces, even if it hurts
Lets seem strong by continuing to get stronger
The morning of prayer is also the morning of happiness
I am already having that premonition
The tears that I shed on those countless mornings of prayer
will somehow reach you someday I believe.