Lord, who is looking at me with an eye of a moon
Lord, who is looking at me through the sun
Lord, who is both life and death
The stars are your glittering tears
Lord, who through the wind rips the roofs from above our heads
Who has dominion over power of the sea waves
Lord, in whos hands rests fire of conflagration
So many times, so many times I've begged you
Let me yet rest on this earth
Before I see the bright light
Before I find myself in front of you, mute
My own deeds, placing on a scale
Allow me to taste the paradise here
I must see if it is tasty for me
This crumb of happiness, what words
And what gestures will convince you
Lord, who sees life as a winding road
Lord, who persuades our eyes with appearance
I try to read the world as a most sacred book
And it is for me an example of patiance
My life of toil I want to live through
Until my run down heart will stop
But even though when I bend down to the ground
Pleading still, pleading still I won't stop
Let me yet rest on this earth
Before I see the bright light
Before I ge to your entryway
Before I have the eternal peace
Allow me to taste the paradise here
On this earth, that groans of toil
A moment of paradise, and then lead me
To your heavenly rooms