Zion

The truth will be known, the same opportunity,
A voice will come down from the sky giving us a clear sign.
Word and loyal testimonies
Facing lies and perdition,
The 'spirit fortress' is great
When our communion is true.

Through difficulty they will arrive
With the promise that in the end they will be free,
Traveling through a landscape of death, paths
Of bad blood and amidst so much darkness
A flash of light is seen, alive, strong,
Incandescently revealing.
Walking where it is hardest,
It's a pact of the heart, not to abandon the fight.

Zion, people, sacred fire.
Zion, fire, star of faith.

The truth will be known,
The same opportunity,
The deeds left their mark
That guide us to this day.
Sowing good seed along the way
Even though not all will bloom,
Scattering, connecting us
With a new hope for all.
One voice, one time, one gift, one blood, one life, one love.
One voice, one time, one gift, one blood, one life, one love.
Because this battle does not fight with blood,
Without compassion, there is no understanding,
No solution, nor rock to stand on.

Zion, people, sacred fire.
Zion, fire, star of faith.

Who stood up for me?
Who stands up for you?
Who flees like a thief?
Who covered us with his blood?