Even if you’re drenched in the rain, does it really matter?
My heart burns so fiercely, even if the wind blows, does it make a difference?
Even if a storm rages inside me, what does it matter when I close my eyes?
With you, who shines even when my eyes are shut, there’s no need to see Prague.
You are enough.

No matter where my mother is, that place is home.
Her presence is my heart’s true sanctuary.
Now, you have taken her place.
Even as I wander the world like a vagabond, drenched by rain and wind,
thinking of you, shining within me, feels like being in my mother’s embrace.

shines, heart, home