The Prayer of the End of the Century

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Oh, You, who taught the clumsy daws to fly,

You, who walk the Earth and yet dwell in the sky,

Oh, please save from hatred tonight

My eyes, my thoughts and my heart

 

You, who created fragrant jasmine mist,

You, who tie a little walnut into a fist,

Oh, please spare from hatred tonight

My heart my thoughts and my eyes

 

You, who fill our rooms with the sunlight warmth,

And who gave us rules that are hard to conform

Oh please save from hatred tonight

My eyes my thoughts and my heart

 

You, who invented daffodils for our delight,

And, You who taught frogs to croak at night

Oh please turn away from hatred tonight

My heart my thoughts and my eyes

 

You, who lead your rivers, all to the sea,

And when the time comes close our tired lids

Oh, please turn towards love tonight

My eyes my thoughts and my heart