My soul
Be still my soul be cool
You are as strong as steel
Grieve not in the windmills
When your time's come
You will dance on your home trail
In a spell of a forgiving time
And you will walk on in peace
My soul
Be still and forbid the heart
Though the tongue can hurt some more
Let its snow white flow like a river
And spread the spirit of love
And carry no more the pain
Without intent to the eye of revenge
And you will rest in peace my heart
My soul
Be still my soul and contain the tongue
From speaking some lines salted in tension
And wrecking some havoc to all the nations
Be still
My soul be still I beg
Placate the tongue and prevent its evil
And you will rest in peace my soul
My soul
Be still my soul and mourn not with tears
Wear a brave face when running in the storms
When the blood ceases to flow
My soul be still and survive the mourns
There will be another life after all
And you will rest in peace
My soul, be still my soul be still
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good advise to keep quiet and watch our tongues. well written