They wish to have a little of this strength My own will wish doesn't fear the luck My blood splits out of each hurt And i drink its strength when the cup fills on And now already aware of trespass My spirit's wiser and never forgets What i already know To build dreams with grace Sun raised and my will prays for hurry The hurry that passes and looses chances But i stop and think In the walk of life Calm's ever a power of richness Never mind what comes and goes Nor how it used to be