Your righteousness is my soul
Drops of sweat toil ..
Fingers through his fingers crushed bullion desk ..
In his teaching pray and sing ...
Square heed breezy peace love ..
Enforcing agencies appreciate his services ...
Following the trail pace was there ..
His sacrifice gives his soul ..
Inks leaking blood shed ..
The sheets were torn-torn throne ..
His voice echoed his world ...
Snapping his pace and heart beats ..
convey my thanks to him ...
O my teacher ... my soul ...
Without you I would not be Able to fly up to the sky
Beautiful jewels, heed love ...
Sparkling eyes always senyumkan of my heart ..
Thank you teacher ...
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