Weep with me, heavens, for I am sad.
Let rain join with my tears.
Please, dear ground, bear me up.
As you have throughout the years.
Stars, if you can pierce the clouds,
Please give me hope and light.
Trees that stand erect and strong,
Please point me to the right.
The night is dark and taunting me.
The dawn obscures its face.
Sun, race to meet me at the morn!
Take me in your embrace!
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