The sim is destroying your life
You look for way aut but.
You can’t get your self-free,
It’s written.

And that one doesn’t
Bear his cross
And doesn’t follow me
Doesn’t deserve me.

But, saint is the one
Who called you?
Your self a saint too
In your way of living.

Be saint’s, be saint’s, be saint’s
Because y am saint.

Pray in the name of lord, who
Without any discrimination
By loch one’s work.
Go whihout, flear
During your life time

Be saint’s, be saint’s, be saint’s
Be cause I am saint.