The saint اهداء الى امبراطوريه george

The saint
I was strary around the hills
My heart was bleeding for the false friend
Seven parts covered with bells
I waver which one to be atend
In the darkness i saw the light
The demoniac souls started to fight
I searched for you ,oh lava close to me
?Who am I .who will save me
,The light blind me,i wizard my might
What is that an saint am i right
;Hot cold i can't even feel
The cross hugs his neck
With merits he always rick
Believe ,christ,the faith key
With the truth we have a deal
The heand the mantelet hand
Couvered my pen with golden sand
.Now i can say to you my friend
You make my dreems so white