Peregrino
Ivonaldo Albuquerque
Pilgrim
I'm a pilgrim searching for my home
The road is long and still has thorns
That hurt my feet, trying to make me stop
So I pray to my dear Father
To give me strength to keep walking
And to be by my side
And help me get there
(I'll get there)
I'm a pilgrim on my way to Zion
It's not easy, there are rocks in the path
To trip me up and throw me off course.