Our Prayer

My wife, let us sleep
The day is late
Again we pass a day
Although fate is increasingly uncertain
See our child asleep hungry
Closely embrace
The cold cushions of the roadside
His face was pale
His eyes deep
My wife, let us pray
While let hunger forget
As my mother taught
God for everyone
Even though we are beggar roadside
Our prayers must be heard
When we surrender
Tomorrow's the day of our journey
Still very long
Let's go to sleep, forget it for a moment
Load burden of pain.