A young woman sitting in the sky
Looking down on us with the naked eye
The wind blows her hair, the wind blows her coat
Coat of one colour, an angel's white
She saw the kind of life she once lived
She saw the things she wanted to archive
But none of those matters now
Now she have two wings and crown
She looked on the children she left behind and she sanged
Make way for my sons
They came from the sky above stars
Make way for my sons
They travel like spears
Show love to my sons
They deserve a world of their own
Show love to my sons
They starve a mothers love
Make peace with my sons
They want nothing more
Make peace with my sons
Their sins are not counted
Keep all four of my sons
Their mother died young
Keep all of my sons
They are full of dreams and hope
Listen to my sons
Their innocence speaks for them
Listen to my sons
Their cries are fading to laughter
Make way for my sons
She sanged as she sits the sky