Oração de Um Jovem Triste

I’ve heard so much about You
That’s why I’m here today
I’ve always had everything I wanted
But I confess I’m not happy

Tight jeans and a belt
I play guitar and write songs
But when I try to find myself
I just can’t seem to get there

I hide my face in my hands
And a deep sadness fills my heart
I’m, I’m no longer able to love
And I’m tired of searching for happiness, ah, ah

That’s why I come to seek in You
What I don’t have, what I’ve lost
Dressed in gold, I imagined You
And so humble, I found You

Long hair just like mine
You are Christ, Son of God
So much tenderness in Your gaze
Your presence makes me cry

I lift my eyes to the sky
And the light of Your love makes me so happy
If, if I ever doubted
Forgive me, Lord, for today I found You

Laralaia, laialaia, lararaia, laralaia

Long hair just like mine
You are Christ, Son of God
Long hair just like mine