You looked at the flower in my hands,
minimal, delicate and fragile,
fragile voice, fragile whisper
the fragile prayer of my breath,
I need you Jesus, I need;

Thirst among the petals
Pleads for your rain
let not your heart
to dry or wither,
beseech your presence Jesus
I need you;

I need you, says the silence
once again: you need;
said the weeping, said the flower,
says the mind and heart:
I need you;

End the agony
opens the song, poetry
and say, "you are mine You are mine"
the flower ... and smile;

He lifted my face,
I close my eyes,
I see in this dream
Lord, You are beautiful;
I feel at this sky
Lord, you are beautiful ...

And again the perfume,
smoothness becomes
and tenderness
I return to live
the beauty
of holiness, and
Turn your caress
To comfort the soul,
I always love the Lord,
I always love ...

Behold, that I love you
because only you love me
for all eternity,
behold, I know
and my soul knows very well
there is no one like you
and no one loves like you.

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