This is the targeted message.
To my Guardian
Like that of a flower, always,
delicate is your ardor,
of blessed teaching
that transforms my fate.
A radiant enchantment pours
upon my mortal misty veil,
a flaming sword
that shatters every sealed gate.
Your gaze dissolves all doubt
and slowly my soul evolves;
boundless is your teaching,
a glow within the eternal firmament.
Never have I remained alone,
for vast is your goodness;
when lost, I found myself again,
by you this soul is saved.
Ἀρετή καὶ Τιμή
Dove l'essenza dell'esistenza risiede
Il nulla dell'oblio viene superato
E il figlio prode avanza verso la Vittoria.