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Little Prayer Songtext
von PerKelt

Little Prayer Songtext

I sat and listened to the leaves,
Feeling the gentle April breeze,
Leaving the heavy pointless words
So I can fly up with the birds.

And with my eyes wide shut I saw
A shiny light, so bright, so raw.
Here in the woods now feeling safe,
Towards the Moon softly I begun little prayer...

Give me the ground under my feet,
Let me to find those I′m to meet
And on your watch, my favourite star,
Please, never let me cause a harm.

And after all the tears I wept,
Let me to see that I've just slept,
And all I need is one good friend
When I get weak who knows to hold my shaking hand...


Give me the feet that wish to run,
Give me the power of the Sun,
Teach me the magic of the Moon,
Teach me to wait when it′s too soon.

Send me on trips for happy love
And when the times get hard and rough,
Covered in mud and heavy rain,
Bring me the Sun and joy and smiling face again...

Give me the voice and let me sing
That above all I love the Spring,
And when I see the new life born
It's stronger than a Summer storm.

Bring me the drum and let me play,
Lost in the dance I wish to stay,
Give me the sound of Celtic strings,
To share the trance that music brings.

Give me the harp and bring me flutes,
Teach me the rhythms of my roots,
And all the passion of the skies,
When dancing wild with happy fools.


Give me the wisdom in my words,
And all the freedom of the birds,
Give me the ease and let me fly
Above the trees, so I can feel the open sky...

Give us the strength to fight alone
Even if all the lights are gone
Along with friends who understand
Who can see beyond first glance.

Please, give us duty, give us the power
To see the beauty in a flower,
And make us brave, so our hearts
May stay pure and never turn into a stone...

And bring the peace to planet Earth
And love to everyone since birth,
And hold the hands of those who die,
So they're not scared giving good bye.

Please, let us people see the truth,
That there′s no reason to be rude.
On all our trips, the beating toy
Behind those ribs may always bring us enough joy...

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