There is nothing hidden from him,
No pain,
Can be held behind the curtains,
No truth can be hidden.
He cries in our truth,
In love,
In pain.
He smiles at our foolishness.
But loves.
There is truly nothing hidden,
Any anguish which you may feel,
Reaches him much before,
You can imagine.
There is nothing hidden from him.
Do believe it.
Adios!
