How am I to come to you,
When I stand outside a locked gate?
The path to your dwelling
Runs steep and dangerous.
In fear I CLIMB,STEP BY STEP,So steep and dangerous.
O SAI,you seem so far away
That my mind goes up and down.
As I climb the sentinels watch
And robbers wait to waylay me.Though the path to your dwelling
Is steep and dangerous
You have called me home.
My wanderings have ended.
I HAVE FOUND MY WAY TO YOUR FEET
