Una Cama Y 4 Paredes

A bed in four walls
And a deep pain in the body
A chair where they move me
They accompany me in the moment
I am a body without movement
Product of an illness
Sometimes I start to cry
But I gain nothing from that

I read the Bible and that's why I think
That I will recover (repeat)

Lord, you are great
You are the owner of gold and silver
I was made in your image
Today I ask you, I beg for your favor

Receive my heart
And my praises will be yours (repeat)

Every morning
I thank God
He gave me the patience of Job
And many beautiful things

One of those beautiful things
Is that I am still alive
Waiting since that day
When death was close

To see if God needs me
Or lets me live more days (repeat)

And whoever is in a wheelchair
Or in a bed like me
Don't look for God in the air
Look for Him in your heart

And there receive salvation
Give thanks to our Lord (repeat)

And to my great Virgin of Carmen, may she not leave me
If she takes me from here, I will build her a church in the valley (repeat)