My Father
That every night my father
shone like the window in the ark.
That every night I was like a shadow
clinging to the wings of his light.
Tonight my father sweeps over me
as over a candle the dark.
My Father
That every night my father
shone like the window in the ark.
That every night I was like a shadow
clinging to the wings of his light.
Tonight my father sweeps over me
as over a candle the dark.