Gratidão

For when a bird cannot sing
If he runs into a corner, he becomes sad, he may even die
Even if it has wings it doesn't even want to fly
Your eyes shine, almost wanting to cry
Don't drink, don't rest and stop eating

Because every living being has its own sound
In which it emits with all inspiration
Announcing the work of Your hands

The leaves clap for You, Lord
When the wind blows, it ministers praise
The sound directed to You is with love
The leaves clap for You, Lord
When the wind blows, it ministers praise
The sound directed to You is with love

If everything that has life exalts Your Name
What am I doing in silence here
That's why I picked up my guitar
And I wrote this song
It is for You, Lord, to hear

I learned that you are in the midst of praises
I know that You are present here today
To the sound of the strings of this guitar
I express gratitude
I am nothing, O God, without You

If everything that has life exalts his Name
What am I doing in silence here
That's why I picked up my guitar
And I wrote this song
It is for You, Lord, to hear

I learned that you are in the midst of praises
I know that You are present here today
To the sound of the strings of this guitar
I express gratitude
I am nothing, O God, without You

To the sound of the strings of this guitar
I express gratitude
I am nothing, O God, without You