It's a little long, but it's nice. Just mix it with some soft or light country music without lyrics (there should be no time limit)
A place once called Eden.
It was on a winter night.
My road did cross.
The flight of angels
His clothes are ablaze with flames.
He said my song called him.
A heavy snow fell silently and deeply.
Then the moon shines on the sleeping world.
Angels moved to calm my fears.
His eyes are swollen and full of tears.
He said that this earth was once a paradise.
That man is full of greed and evil.
That man has long avoided his rational talent.
Then the angel turned and took my hand.
Take me through the LAN
Where we meet the heart at night.
A place called Eden
He said:
Come and walk with me, my dear son.
Understand what human beings have done
The generosity and gifts he was given.
Come and walk along the garden path with me.
Understand the mystery.
The shackles that bind human beings to their arms
Then the angel smiled and said to me
Our destiny is greater.
Life is like an only child.
We may cherish it for a while.
He said that God is love, and this song is prayer.
That person has failed10,000 (ten thousand) years.
When he fell from grace to the abyss of his creed and doctrine
He said to everything under the sun
God and human souls are one.
A heart of stone is just a legal prison.
Now I feel deeply disappointed.
His words are unbearable.
He said that human beings must learn to pray.
For a person's crime ..
Humans may pay the price.
We must explore the depths of the soul.
Where is the truth written?
Angels say that God's love is blind.
Judgment is death.
Forgiveness is sacred.
Greed and the best gold
Did man forge the bolt of the gate of Eden?
Then the angel raised a burning sword.
He touched my tongue to silence my words.
When I feel like I'm being swallowed up inside
He asked me if I could sing for him.
We sang and prayed all night.
I felt the existence of love there.
I was born again in the dark.
The light of reason
Although I don't know how or when
When I reached out and touched the angel's skirt
We broke up in Night and Heart.
A place called Eden
So if one winter night,
Your path should go through the flight of angels.
I pray that you will find a song in your heart.
Provide him with warmth and comfort
When you look into his eyes,
Please remember:
Even angels cry.
We are one.
Is complete in the eyes of God.
Might need us.
May you be blessed and reborn.
And know that you will also witness.
For those of us who wander in the dark
From a place called Eden