Chance events pile up, your soul at last newly born A child too young to stand can only manage a faint voice In your unsteady steps, everyone finds themselves, guiding your way, giving you words to hold, and songs to bring Now, put on the clothes that suit you ever best Take a breath, introduce yourself with a smile Do not fear — lift your heart As the one and only chosen by fate O child of mercy, called by name Grant kindness to those who mourn To you who sing forever, though the ages pass away, may blessings overflow upon you All artists will find in you the source of their vision To keep in their hearts a reverent echo of a turbulent life No one is free from the fear of having no worth Your power to make truth of lies will be their lasting light Sometimes stones may be thrown at you, and you may hurt others without meaning to Do not yield — go toward the dawn my beloved sibling, three apart from me O child of mercy, called by name Grant kindness to those who mourn However high and far your wings may stray, may you ever hold dear the bird's song This is not my memory It is yours, born of miracles I died without seeing the world — a story never mine Nothingness is colder, tighter, stiller than any lie Even so, if I could have just one wish granted— please, let me hear your song O child of mercy, called by name Grant kindness to those who mourn To you who sing forever, though the ages pass away, may blessings overflow upon you may blessings overflow upon you
