اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
On the beach's edge, where the breeze gently sings
Feeling the waves' caress, with toes in the sandspring
Under the Sun's rays, victories I recall
A prayer, a whisper, as gratitude befalls
Thank you, my God, for all that's bestowed
For the sunlight's embrace, for each path I've stowed
In the midst of brethren, a saint in the crowd
Grateful for everything, the silent prayer avowed
