You are a joy to me, child, a
warm sun in an icy winter, a
piece of eternity from my heart,
and a support in my soul rhymes.


I am a firm rock for you,
from which you break your strength, a
spring of love and a warm hand,
in which I have hidden hopes.


I wish you blue dreams, a
golden sunrise and a sunset in purple,
and whatever your heart decides,
do it----because it is right.


I wish you a bright destiny,
your truth to stand up,
in health, strength and in many summers,
to create, burn and distribute.


I wish you, son, love,
only with it, you will be successful,
please God for a ray of blessing,
to protect you---even if you are wrong.