Esperar É Caminhar
Marcos Almeida
To Wait Is to Walk
When I wait for the rain to come
You come with your wind
When I wait for your voice to thunder
You come with silence
I wait in You
Although without knowing
How You will say I do not know
But I will wait
When I wait for the sea to part
I see my feet on the waters
When I wait for the fire to burn
I hear the gentle breeze
Even without knowing how You will say
Within me will reign Your peace
That makes me know
That waiting in you
Is always to walk
