Sisters and brothers, dear my dears,
it was not pleasant for you any time.
You wanted to really live,
but in heaven you have to be stuck.
You look at us from above,
somewhere on top of the clouds.
You transmit to us smiles,
I know that it is for you enjoyment.
You keep your fingers crossed
and wait for my grandchildren.
I got one life,
So thanks to the monks live