I seldom pray. I know, my Lord.
I may have even lost the right
To come to you, to say a word
And ask for reverence and light.
But now I plead from all my tears,
Like I have never dared before
With no remorse or any fears.
It isn’t me I’m praying for.
I’m praying for the one I love,
For whom I could have given all
But only you who reigns above
Can mild that pain and light that soul.
I’m praying for the deepest eyes
That not an angel had possessed.
The one who moans, the one who cries…
Lord, may those lonely eyes be blessed.
I’m praying for the warmest heart
That now is freezing lacking light.
If you had given me a part
Of all the pain it bears at night!
Please, let me pray as minutes run
And stars appear in midnight coal.
For what if I’m the only one
To say a prayer for that soul?