I cry for war, I cry for killing each other, I cry for deprivation.
I wish in my heart for a world without killing each other, a world without deprivation.
Every day the heart of God cries within me.
If you are the same, you are already living with God. I call my brother, my sister.
Mom and Dad—
Since it is impossible to convey the entirety of the love that lies deep within my heart, I will tell you every single day:
"Thank you." "I love you." "Good morning." "Good night."
I will keep saying it—
Until it reaches your hearts.
Mom and Dad, I love you.