LET ME MEND YOUR WINGS:

Come to me my little one; let me mend your tiny wings,

Let me remove those hot barbs, left by life´s cruel stings,

Let me dry your tears that run down your sweet cheek,

Come to me my little one; you´ll never again be weak.

Come to me my little one; let me mend your tiny wings,

So that you may go to places, where the blackbird sings,

Let me touch the sore place, where your small soul aches,

Come to me my little one; let me still your heart that breaks.

Come to me my little one; let me mend your tiny wings,

I´ll show you Heaven´s door, where Angel´s voice now sings,

Let me hold you close to me, I´ll enfold you within my arms,

Come to me my little one, you´ll never ever come to harm.