Conselho de Um Pastor

The lost sheep far from
Shepherd left his flock
The sheepfold is gone, I'll look for it
The sheep that escaped from its fold
Well, she's certainly hungry
Wounded and shivering with cold

Come here sheep loved by you I already
I cried, I was looking for you, now you

I found I will heal your wounds
Oil I have already prepared, go back to yours
Flock and obey the voice of God
The moved sheep followed the good shepherd

I was regretting what I did
He practiced and returned to his flock
With dedication and love because it was good

Greeted with joy, she then cried