Whenever your sad look to the sky
The clouds will open and an angel will fly,
When you feel like no one cares
We're the ones that listen to your prayers,
When you feel like your pain will never be done
We'll open the clouds and show you the morning sun,
Whenever your lost and alone we'll open the sky
And every angel will hear your cry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem