Raios de Misericórdia

From my heart
Rays sprout,
From my heart
Rays sprout,
Of mercy
Of mercy
That reach your soul.

If you find yourself
At the bottom of the well,
Know that I am also there.
I suffer with you,
I sympathize,
And in your hands I hold.

And in your gaze I look,
And in your gaze I look,
Child rise,
And allow
My mercy
To reach your heart.