Coplas Del Yaraví

Lord, may our life be
like a simple and straight quena
so that You can fill it
fill it with your music [repeat]

Lord, may our life be
seed scattered by the wind
so that You can sow it
sow it wherever you want [repeat]

Lord, may our life be
soft clay in your hands
so that You can shape it
shape it in your own way [repeat]

Lord, may our life be
humble and always dry firewood
so that You can burn it
burn it for the poor [repeat]