Jerusalém de Ouro
Leonor
Jerusalem of Gold
Like mountain air
And transparent like wine
And the smell of pine
Comes like the wind in the evening
Like the voice of bells
And when the stone and the tree sleep
So you are dreaming too
My city Jerusalem
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
You are copper, gold and light
You are the city of my King
Lord Jesus
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
You are copper, gold and light
You are the city of my King
Lord Jesus
How did the cisterns dry up?
And the market is empty
No one visits the temple hill
In the old town
And in the caves that are in the rocks
The winds come to cry
No one goes down to Jericho anymore
Where Jesus entered
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
You are copper, gold and light
You are the city of my King
Lord Jesus
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
You are copper, gold and light
You are the city of my King
Lord Jesus
When I come to sing to you
And crown you with glory
I am the smallest of the smallest
Of your children, Jerusalem
Your name burns my lips
Like a kiss of love
I will never forget
Jerusalem of God
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
You are copper, gold and light
You are the city of my King
Lord Jesus
Jerusalem, Jerusalem
You are copper, gold and light
You are the city of my King
Lord Jesus
