Oh !God, let my heart be crystal clear
Free it from any kind of fear
Let it fly like a dove
And have the mercy even the foes to love

Let my brain be a computer chip
my imagination to climb the highest cliff
let my mind have many a door
through which many creative ideas pour

Let my soul be as pure as butter
Even the lightest sin makes it flutter
Let me freed from the narrow domestic walls
And let me travel on broad humanitarian halls

I am worried about my non-conscious falls
Only you can save me from my pit falls
You are really my breath and soul
Without your blessings I can never be the whole