You
A virgin song of spring
That my heart longs to sing loud.
You
A living painting
That my eyes long to watch open.
You
A singing brook
That my soul longs to drink all.
You
An open door of heaven
Only through you can I enter heaven.
You
A solitary temple
Only where can I worship God.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem