time of the angels,
flying through the clouds,

above the roofs of houses
above the forests and mountains

in the valleys and oceans,
on lakes and rivers,

on the miseries of mankind
see all evil and good,

in the light of the sun,
between snowflakes

elusive and unattainable,
shocking beauty

leave around us
a trail

perfume and feeling,
tenderness and love

heavenly creatures,
perpetually happy,

militias of the sky,
who observe the earth,

blessed spirits whose
the universe is full,

protect living beings,
and the beauty of creation,

contemplate God in the light
and in the fullness of happiness!

And they play forever in paradise!
oh why
no I was born an angel?

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