On branches and leaves,

Flowers embrace the honeybee,

Atmosphere awaken with sunrise in the trees,

An angel’s wings tame natures angry breeze.

Bear me away on angel’s wings,

To the place of our sanctuary,

Visible in fragrant dreams descends,

Amidst cosmic spirits from the future glory.

The shadow of seraphim,

Stretching upwards to heaven,

I am safe from sinking,

Covered with love to purge my sin.

Encountering the cherubim,

A beautiful emblem moving with me,

Everywhere, upon guardian angel’s wing,

I found a place of sanctuary.

What a thrill the resurrection offer,

To ride upon an angel’s wings,

Through the sound of rapture,

And hear tremendous cry of praising.

I felt an angel’s wings,

As I brush through the dream

Coming to face fresh morning news

I hear the celestial tune.