Sunday’ Prayer
Little little the world
Spinning spinning the thought
There are galaxies, the stars, the planets, the Moons,
There are the famous, the powerful, the rich, and the poor,
But there is always a star for me, a superstar.
Around him I spinning,
To him I pray,
For him I live.
I say morning to him,
I say night night to him.
I pray him for my bread,
I pray him for my joy,
I pray him for my strength.
World could be big, could be little.
I choose the little, the cosy.
I choose the calm, the sea.
A sea with the deepest blue,
A sea I can wondering endlessly
Without fear,
Just wondering the endless wonders
Until my days end
When I return to the beginning
In another world
YBY
