Nosso Encontro
Marcos Antônio
Our Meeting
It was difficult, but I found You, Lord
Owner of my life
I did everything to be able to find You
To remove from inside my heart
This sadness that tried to kill me
I even thought, Lord, I will never find You
I wrote on the walls of my country
Who can make me happy?
I searched for You in books, magazines, and newspapers
Because they told me You were on a poster
That's how my life went, I lost everything I had
Already tired of running, I found You in a little church
On that day I felt, Lord, free in the air
Like a bird free to fly
I wrote on the walls of my country
Who can make me happy?
I searched for You in books, magazines, and newspapers
Because they told me You were on a poster