O Menino
Madredeus
The Boy
My little Father
Who holds the key to the boy
Who gave it to him, who would give it
Was Saint Peter, Holy Mary
I crossed mountains, I crossed streams
So that sin won't find me
Neither by day, nor by night
Not even at high noon
The black roosters are crowing
The angels are rising
The Lord has climbed the cross
Forever
Amen
Jesus
