When life becomes a gentle breeze,
All people speak with quiet ease.
No tension in our daily life,
No bitter word, no ugly strife.
The scent of good food fills the air,
And children’s bowls are full to share.
A paradise so wide and grand,
Bestowed by God’s own merciful hand.
We run free down the dusty roads,
Where sheltering trees invite us to reload.
With lasting youth and energy on our side,
All borders, all gates, stand open wide.
No hesitation to greet a passerby,
For we are all brothers and sisters in God’s eyes.
When life becomes a gentle breeze,
The world exhales in quiet ease.
So wait patiently, you will soon hear —
Yes, the breeze of life is drawing near.