Poetry once had a home in the sky.

I know that the wealth in the world is short-lived.

But I have an eternal gift.

I know there is a beautiful paradise in the sky.

I tell you, I have a home in heaven.

Birds are flying freely, like performing, making sweet sounds.

Flowers put on beautiful clothes every day and tell you how beautiful they are.

I have a home in the sky. Let's share this family.

With my love, with my heart, build this home together.