Blessed are they that are so poor,
Their hearts beauties are so pure,
Blessed are they that had believed,
Their faiths are their savior, lived by myth.
Blessed are they that had survived,
They were given life of another chance,
Blessed are they that had suffered,
Grace and fortune awaits them.
Blessed are those that had waited,
Peace was bestowed love was upon them,
Blessed are those thy mind of good,
Lives for them are old of olds.
