In Paradise the Brute will not chase me.
In heaven I'll be safe.
In Paradise I will see my relatives.
In heaven I'll be healthy.
But here in the dust in the country
I am haunted and ill.
But there is something to be done:
As long as you live you have to do good deeds.
To refine your thought.
Ask God and man for forgiveness.
And now I remember again ...
God protects me a lot.