Justyna Sienicka: My Dreams

Enemies Make Life Hard
There's quite a few jealousy in them.
And the anger starts
The impression that they wanted to get free of
What's good about us
Beauty to ugliness

To the wheat fields, Satan's tart is sowing
the odor of his presence spreads out – the odor of his presence
I'm calling you out and that's my way

Only God is my Lord to Him I belong
A Firm Pronunciation

And I decide, I'll be in control
When human exchange comes to pass

It is in His Light that I shall stare
Imitate Him
Rest on His Heart and kiss His Wound

My Lord and all mine will be
And the delight will come
Because this road to heaven leads
The way of angels before the Throne of the Supreme

And I will sing Hymn: Te Deum Laudamus
We praise you God
To welcome my beloved soul
Surrexit, Surrexit, Dominus were

Let the thunderous Hallelujah silence all unrest
He'll give the order to halt wars.
And let peace come

Praying for all my loved ones. The President