Salmo Dos Aflitos

Boy in the procession
Lamb of an endless flock
I remember the blessings that the people
Asked of the heavens, it was like this

All the virgins proclaim
Your grace in beauty
You’re the beloved of the people

And the protector of souls
From the provocation of Our Lady of the Root Mountain

Calm down
The hearts of the ignorant
Calm down, calm down
Calm down, calm down } repeat

Now that I’ve grown, I know
There are others to hear my Latin
In the name of the heavens, I demand
The blessings that are owed to me

The blessings that I demand
In the name of the afflicted brothers
Are already known to all
And without them, the great flock is dying
Or pretending to live as God is served

Calm down, the hearts of all the powerful
Calm down, calm down } repeat