If you water the gardens of hope in your heart,
they will bear abundant fruit in your songs.
If you sing to cheer up the rejected hearts, without expecting a reward,
your pains will melt away.
If the pain in your heart fades away,
your songs will joyfully shake the pitch-black darkness of our gloomy nights.
If the darkness of our nights begin to be shaken by the ecstasy of your dreamy songs,
our dreams will be woven together in an impenetrable shield of light.
If we put on the shield of light on our vulnerable hearts,
we will be able to invade our invincible spiritual isolation castle,
riding on our irresistible divine chariots of light.
If we manage to conquer the invincible spiritual isolation castle,
with our unified fortified chariots of light,
all of us will be apostles, preaching the advent of the kingdom of the delightful light.
If the kingdom of light reigns in the place of our lonely gloomy nights,
the engraved names of the wretched ones will be erased,
from the stony face of the ancient book of misery.
If the names of the wretched ones are erased from the accursed book of misery,
their names will be written again on the tender foliage of the book of life.
If you water the gardens of hope in your songs,
the foliage of the book of life will sprout again.
If you sing to cheer up the rejected hearts, without expecting a reward,
The dreams of the wretched ones will be woven into your hopeful dreams again.