Rocking
The sea rocks her thousands of waves,
The sea is divine.
Hearing the loving sea,
I rock my son.
The wind wandering by night
rocks the wheat.
Hearing the loving wind,
I rock my son.
God, the Father, soundlessly rocks
His thousands of worlds.
Feeling His hands in the shadows,
I rock my son.
The sea is divine.
Hearing the loving sea,
I rock my son.
The wind wandering by night
rocks the wheat.
Hearing the loving wind,
I rock my son.
God, the Father, soundlessly rocks
His thousands of worlds.
Feeling His hands in the shadows,
I rock my son.