Salutations down below.
For I am your guardian, young fellow.
I am your shadow following you all day.
If there is trouble, I'll lead the way.
In the night I am your moon.
I'll brighten your way, and you'll be home soon.
Next to your bed I see you kneel.
Silent and calm like a flower in a field.
As you sleep the church bells ring.
At last I finally get my wonderful wings.
They are a triumphant weapon.
Glorious and golden, my way to reach the summit of heaven.
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