Francisco, Evangelio Vivo

I was a troubadour they called me Francis
I sang joyfully in the nights of Assisi
But I no longer want to sing about Roland
Nor the feats of the great Amadis

I was discovering a different path
I felt a total emptiness in my soul
I don't want loves that come and go
Today I only sing to my immortal king

I want to be a living gospel
To surrender in your arms, Lord
To be like a child playing or falling asleep
While their father envelops them in love

I want to be a living gospel
To surrender in your arms, Lord
To be like a child playing or falling asleep
While their father envelops them in love

I wore luxurious silk clothes
I carried a precious dagger at my waist
Today my lords are those lepers
And my garment is this poor habit

I exchanged treasures for lady poverty
Pleasure and honors for sanctity
And I am happy like never before
God is my joy, my happiness!
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