The journey will end, O Lord,
The years of my life will fade away.
I hid many people in my heart,
And some I visited...
But never visited again.
And some people became a disgrace in this world,
And some you can smell their incense.
I tried to shake off the dust of alienation,
But alienation has a high wall.
If it weren't for you,
I would have fallen on my path,
I would have descended into its pit...
And plunged into it.
I have no regrets...
I am able to raise my head,
I did not sin...
Even to distribute my vows.
My mother, O Lord,
Knew how to raise a family
That never lived a day oppressed,
And my father gave me a request from prayer,
And told me: O my son, sanctify the cross.
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