To Wander In The Fields Of Flowers,

O My Choice Beauty You've Gone But Your Love Remains In My Heart Your Image In My Eye O Guide On My Winding Road I Keep Turning Round And Round In The Hopes Of Finding You

Be Like A Tree And Let The Dead Leaves Drop.

There Is No Salvation For The Soul But To Fall In Love.

Make My Heart, O Heart Of The Universe, A Divine Bird That Nests Only On The Throne Of God.

Stop Searching Here And There, The Jewels Are Inside You.