Prayer After War

 I haven't done translations in a while, so special moment.

Also, I'm quite satisfied with the end result.

Original. Recited. Put to Song.

Lord, I'm coming home from war

Everything's over, over

Appease me to you and to myself

For you are Peace, my maker

Look: my heart's a fiery cancer

With nothing to give me rest

Place a kiss on my pulsing heart

To comfort my aching chest

I close my large and weary eyes

Nothing for them to see

I seal them off from world's doings

To see only Your glory

My two sprinting legs some time ago

Were up to my knees in blood

Now look at me Lord, my legs are gone

And my knees are all I've got

Lord, please give me one long look

My arms are but two sticks

My lips are dry they keep from wine

I neither fight nor kiss

Lord, do see me as I am,

Everything's over, over

Appease me to you and to myself

For you are Peace, my maker