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God on high, hear my prayerIn my need, you have always been thereHe is young, he's afraidLet him rest, heaven-blessedBring him homeBring him homeBring him homeHe's like the son I might have knownIf God had granted me a sonThe summers die, one by oneHow soon they fly, on and onAnd I am old and will be goneBring him peace, bring him joyHe is young, he is only a boyYou can take, you can giveLet him be, let him liveIf I die, let me dieLet him liveBring him homeBring him homeBring him home Aus Songtexte Mania