São Tantas Coisas

There are so many things
To ask of You, my Lord
At this moment so many tears
Wetting the pillow, blanket
Oh, how many people
Looking for a path to follow
They are pilgrims, strangers
With nowhere to go

Oh, how much life in you, my friend
For those who suffer in a bed of pain
Oh, how much love in you, my friend
For those who live in loneliness
Come, Jesus, answer
My prayer