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Come to me sweet angel,

You come down from the clouds in my arms,

And we are not afraid of any distance,

My source of infinite happiness.

Breathe all the wisdom and grace into me,

Teach me to trust and to forgive all insults,

You help me again to create something new,

I’ll melt into your tenderness and your fluids.

You’re so beautiful, you look like you’re out of the picture.,

I love the way you talk about life.,

You’re so charming – my favorite idol,

I was inspired by your thoughts.

You tell us, that changed you in this world,

He became a little kinder and so beautiful,

And before you I lived sadly as if in the desert,

And day after day missed you and was so sad.

In you I dissolve and run into the clouds,

Like a bird that knows no barriers from birth,

I don’t know why my knees are shaking.,

Take me with you long-awaited star.