They said, it's going to be hundred
and I don't feel that great.
As if there is a huge boulder
that I need to heave on my shoulder.
Please make this boulder lighter
or my shoulder stronger
or anything to You that would be better.
For tomorrow would be the day
of the hundred hearts to lay,
upon You we pray
to help us with anything You may.
Oh, Lord. I have nothing to spare
but for Your forgiveness, I ask in despair.
It's tomorrow, at the beach valley.