আরো beautiful in the light,
He gives me sight,
Saves me from evil's bite,
Holds me when I cry,
Always দ্বারা my side.
My last breath is taken and প্রদত্ত to him,
He saves me from the storm I'm in,
He saves me and calls me his,
Have him when I'm in a crisis.
যীশু is everything.
Everything to me,
Helping me see,
Stealing my heart,
Oh how I hate being apart.
Stand here and be moved দ্বারা him,
To feel him in my veins,
To feel him inside of me.
My friend,
My helper,
The great shrink,
I am proud to be part of his link.
Blown away দ্বারা his grace,
Blessed দ্বারা his mercy,
Oh how he carries.
Holds every tear in his hand,
Wipes away our sorrows,
For a better tomorrow.
He gives me sight,
Saves me from evil's bite,
Holds me when I cry,
Always দ্বারা my side.
My last breath is taken and প্রদত্ত to him,
He saves me from the storm I'm in,
He saves me and calls me his,
Have him when I'm in a crisis.
যীশু is everything.
Everything to me,
Helping me see,
Stealing my heart,
Oh how I hate being apart.
Stand here and be moved দ্বারা him,
To feel him in my veins,
To feel him inside of me.
My friend,
My helper,
The great shrink,
I am proud to be part of his link.
Blown away দ্বারা his grace,
Blessed দ্বারা his mercy,
Oh how he carries.
Holds every tear in his hand,
Wipes away our sorrows,
For a better tomorrow.
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my হৃদয় is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look অগ্রবর্তী to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my হৃদয় is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look অগ্রবর্তী to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.