Outra Vez
Fernanda Brum
Again
The desert is my home
My instrument is my voice
My calling is to cry
Repentance to the nations
A fountain in the middle of the desert
Produces honey to feed
My longing is to spend my life
And His Kingdom, announce
I would dream again
I would suffer again
I value every moment I spent
I would preach again
I would cry again
Repent, oh children of Zion
The desert is my home
My instrument is my voice
My calling is to cry
Repentance to the nations
A fountain in the middle of the desert
Produces honey to feed
My longing is to spend my life
And His Kingdom, announce
I would dream again
I would suffer again
I value every moment I spent
I would preach again
I would cry again
Repent, oh children of Zion
I would dream again
I would suffer again
I value every moment I spent
I would preach again
I would cry again
Repent, oh children of Zion
I would suffer again
I would bleed again
I would die again on that Cross
I do not regret anything
I would do it all again
I love you, oh
I would dream again
I would suffer again
I value every moment I spent
I would preach again
I would cry again
Repent, oh children of Zion
I would dream again
I would suffer everything, everything again
I value every moment I spent
I would preach again
I would cry again
Repent, oh children of Zion
I would do it all, all over again
Every tear, every cry again
