I dedicate this concerto to Madame Justice,
My soul to Prophet Truth,
For he has a greed for peace,
To hearts he wished to soothe.

Pity to the newcomer immigrant,
Thou desire not a trace of hate,
A sustenance for dear brother,
The fire only acts as the bait,

Realise your wrongdoings,
Be forgiven by the omnipotent Chief,
We'll meet at the gates of Eden,
For now, I beg for my leave.