Os Dez Leprosos

One morning, ten lepers used to neglect
Abandoned, they walk the path of pain
One morning, ten lepers left by their neighbors
So resigned, they never expected a cure

But on the way, they come across
The sound that cleanses and heals

You can hear the voice of the Son of Man
Leprosy can't stay

One morning, ten lepers trapped in routine
Spend their lives just waiting for death