An empty heart, still beating,
something knocking softly on the door of an empty soul.
I dare not open the door,
I dare not, for I am afraid and I have no weapon,
Standing behind the door I tremble, for I am myself,
I reach for the handle, I see my arm shaking.
I don't know what's waiting for me when I leave here,
I'm alone, scared, terrified
But it's just a whisper
An angelic sound, a soft humming,
A strange light in the sky Like a vision
You stand before me like a dreamy dream
Thou whom heaven has sent me, and always shine.
Thou whom the guardian angels envy.
Thank you for lighting up the sky of my heart,
I'll always be grateful