A child`s Cry
Could my words be rooted in your hearts serene
And wish you to host my woes and fears
And sweep off these nightmares
And to bring me some lovely dreams.
Ah! late in the night,
when the world gets quiet
And the distant stars
Take on the darkness
With meek and feeble light.
I pray to thee:
O! lord of the heaven and earth,
Why have I been so fretted since birth?
Could I be secured
From the life obscure?
I am a flower distant to be bloomed
I am a child, save me from doom.
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