It runs deep, this joy.
It flows steady from a pure source and it makes all pure – all joy.
It purifies mere happiness and makes it – joy.
It purifies the pain like salt in a deep wound and makes it – deep joy.
Nothing runs so deep as this, joy.
It runs deep, this joy.
It flows steady from a pure source and it makes all pure – all joy.
It purifies mere happiness and makes it – joy.
It purifies the pain like salt in a deep wound and makes it – deep joy.
Nothing runs so deep as this, joy.