Eram Cem Ovelhas

There were one hundred sheep together in the fold
There were one hundred sheep that the shepherd cared for
But one afternoon when counting them all
One was missing, one was missing
And sadly he cried

He left the ninety-nine in the fold
And went to search for her through the mountains
He found her moaning, trembling with cold
He healed her wounds, put her on his shoulders
And returned to the fold

This same story repeats itself
For many lost sheep are still out there
But even today the beloved shepherd
Heals their wounds, heals their wounds
And grants them forgiveness

He left the ninety-nine in the fold
And went to search for her through the mountains
He found her moaning, trembling with cold
He healed her wounds, put her on his shoulders
And returned to the fold