Everyone's feelings are different

I fell in sorrow and deep down,

A great man heard my sorrows,

His face was very nice, gave me money,

But I didn't have kind words,

 

Now my sorrow is over and a new day has come,

The money he gave me,

Then I stood up straight and said thank you,

His donation was a blessing to me

 

I can reveal with lack,

I am not poor, I was made close,

He gave me a house and bread to eat,

He is a form of god to me