Our Father who art in heaven...
Lift the sorrow... and erase the sighs...
Comfort a bent father... and worries that broke mothers...
Our Father who art in heaven...
Support young men who have become old while still in their twenties...
Support homes full of cracks...
And from the outside, they seem to live in peace and tranquility.
Our Father who art in heaven...
Protect us from the love of earthly things... Cleanse us from the "I" and protect us from the self...
Forgive us for every time and admonish us for the stumbling... while we are a mass of stumbling blocks...
Our Father who art in heaven...
Revive Lazarus... who stank and died... Wipe the tears of Mary... who is saddened by the loss of a dear one... who took with him the best memories...
Our Father who art in heaven...
I confess to you that all our lives have become "give, give"
At the time of request, we race... and at the time of giving... silence fills us...
My Father who art in heaven...
To you from my heart, all the love... in life... until death... from services and whispers... so accept them, O our Father... who art in heaven.