Sagrado

It's that the sacred has become hilarious
Rose in April, shattered in May
And what remains? Remains the forced smile

And now it doesn't matter what is sacred
Nothing matters if all this is not sanctified beforehand
Deep inside my desert heart

I'm trying to be very honest
I'm saying everything I think
They know that I ask You, God:

May Your kingdom come
Deep inside and outside
Your will, forever and now
For I hunger for the bread of this day
For what is only Yours

Listen to my prayer, turned into a song
A song to wake up
If God accepts the song
My prayer, God will never lose