El Alfarero
Gina Alba
The Potter
One day praying I said to my Lord
You the potter and I am the clay
Mold my life today according to your will
Do as you please
Make me a new being
He said I don't like you, I'm going to break you
And in a new vessel I will transform you
But in the process I will make you cry
Because through the fire I will make you pass
I want a smile when everything goes wrong
I want praise instead of your complaints
I want your trust in the storm
And I want you to learn to forgive as well
