Kinderly کے بول

Kinderly is now my coming into this world with teres and cry litel and povere is my having britel and sone I falle from hit sharpe and strong is my deying I ne woth whinder schal I foul and stinkande is my roting on me, Jhesun you have mercy! My arrival here is natural Into this world with tears and crying; What I have is not much, and poor at that, Frail and too quickly I have fallen from on high, My death is sharp and severe, I do not know where I am going, foul and stinking I rot, O, Jesus have mercy on me!