Dont take away my cry of hope from me, O God, O God,
dont make my heart narrow, O God, O God,
I am far from my nest, my head to the sky, I have been destitute and tired,
apart from my companions, from the calamity of the storm, my wings are broken,
do not take my hope from me, O God, O God, do not take away my longing from me, O God, O God, my
heart is gone from the sanctuary of my heart, the color of the lust of the day and the night, when I say in the cage, oh
in the cage
, oh that the hand of judgment My wings are tied day and night, and my throat groans day and night, and I stop moaning, and I stop crying, "Woe to me, woe to this storm, woe to me, oh God, oh my God, dont take away my hope from me, O God, O God,
dont make my heart ache, O God, O God,
I am far from my nest, my head to the sky, I have no luck." And
I was tired of being separated from my companions from the scourge of the storm, my wings were broken
from the privacy of my heart, the color of my pain lust was gone to say that inside the cage, oh inside the
cage
, oh that my hand was tied, my wings groaned from my throat day and night, and I stopped
moaning, and I stop crying, oh what the wind
was, woe to this storm, woe to this raggish, oh woe to this rampage, oh woe to this ragged, oh woe to this ragged, oh woe to
this raggish, oh woe to this ragged, oh woe to this raggish, oh woe to this ragsh, oh woe to me, This rampant