Ciudad Santa

A very beautiful dream last night I dreamed I was in Jerusalem and I saw the temple
I heard children singing songs without ceasing
The angels of heaven seem to answer
The angels of heaven seem to answer
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Rise up and sing
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna to your King
Again the dream changes, the street fell silent
The hosannas ceased, for his tomb was silent
The sun lost its brightness, the evening darkened
The shadow of a cross
Appeared on Calvary
The shadow of a cross
Appeared on Calvary

Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Rise up and sing
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna to your King

And then from the earth, I could see
Also the Holy City, celestial abode
The moon did not shine there, nor did the sun rise
But the light of God reigned there, in all its splendor
And all who want to go will also have a place
Jerusalem the beautiful is, that will never pass away
Jerusalem the beautiful is, that will never pass away

Jerusalem, Jerusalem
Rise up and sing
Hosanna in the highest
Hosanna to your King...