Primavera
Hinos Avulsos CCB
Spring
Look into my heart
Look at my soul
You will see that in me remains
The pain of a trial
In the spring
I walked in your garden
But it's winter and I can't feel you
Tell my soul to the Lord
Speak to God of my pain
I am on my knees at the footstool of your feet
If I spoke
As a poet
I would speak of the poetry of pain
For it is so great
What I feel in me
God, I so want to walk again in your gardens
Tell my soul to the Lord
Speak to God of my pain
I am on my knees at the footstool of your feet
Tell my soul to the Lord
Speak to God of my pain
I am on my knees at the footstool of your feet
From this winter I will take shelter
Spring is about to come
I will not give up, I will not give up
I will resist this pain
Tell my soul to the Lord
Speak to God of my pain
I am on my knees at the footstool of your feet
