Notre pensée d'Epiphanie à toi où que tu te trouves... fêve que l'hiver cajole en secret, quand Miss Wynette nous révèle ses croyances

I believe for every drop of rain

that falls a flower grows

I believe that somewhere 

in the darkest night a candle glows

I believe for every one 

who goes astray 

someone will come to show the way

I believe

I believe

I believe above the storm 

the smallest prayer will still be heard

I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word

Every time I hear a new born baby cry or touch a leaf or see the sky

Then I know why.... I believe