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Die Songübersetzung kommt sobald ich es schaffe!
 
Rain of Roses

Saint Theresa, little flower,
during your short life on earth
you became a mirror of angelic purity,
of love as strong as the death
and wholehearted abandonment to God.
Now that you rejoice in your reward
turn your eyes of mercy upon me
for I so ardently desire .

. a rain of roses on my head,
a rain of roses at my hour of death.
Shower roses on my head,
shower roses at my hour of death.

Obtain for me the need
to keep my heart and mind pure like your own
to receive the hoped for graces from the Lord's infinite goodness.

I put all my confidence in you ,
your "little way" has touched me, too.
Yes, I implore your intercession
for I so ardently desire .

. a rain of roses on my head,
a rain of roses at my hour of death.
Shower roses on my head,
shower roses at my hour of death.

Little by little I come to littleness,
little by little to serve and love Him best,
little by little I'm on your "little way".

Saint Theresa of the Child Jesus,
oh, I so ardently desire .

. a rain of roses on my head,
a rain of roses at my hour of death.
Shower roses on my head,
shower roses, shower roses