Hands clenched, that's easy
Close your eyes, I rather like that
Knees bent, not impossible
Keep a little quiet, why not
But my prayer is mine
I put into it everything I love, what I 'hope
All that I believe
I pray to the earth with all my voice
But not the sky, it does not hear me
But not the sky, too high for me
When I wake up I praise the day
Life still, all its wonders
I pray to the roses, I pray to the woods
The virtuosos, anything
I pray to winter when it goes away
Summer, the stars and the sea
And the sun and its shine
And I am sincere, I pray for all that
But you, the sky, you do not hear
But you, heaven, are you there
This is my pagan prayer
My creed, my profession of faith
This is my earthly petition
I put into it everything I hope
And everything I believe
I pray to the earth, with all my voice
And you, heaven, do not forget us
I pray to men, I pray to kings
To be more of a man, to be less of a king
I pray to my eyes, the undone eyes
Those that the heavens never see
I pray to love, and our brains
That we imagine and that we move
And without relying too much on the high
Learned poet, I pray for you
And you, heaven, listen to me
And you, heaven, hear my voice
I pray for peace, the unexpected
Ours Father gave nothing
And all the men of light
Who wage war against war
I pray our dreams , I pray to our arms
But you, heaven, hear my voice
And you, heaven, hear our voices
Don't forget us

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