Nação Santa

You can count, there are four
Men walking there
You can notice that one of them
Shines like the sun

Neither hands of kings nor fear
To make you give up
They will touch you because God puts
Fire around you

The holy nation
New generation that comes
To sanctify a war
And take the city

I look at the sea, it seems like I
Will never make it
But I will rest, because I know
That the fourth man
Is already among us
Neither hands of kings, nor fear
To make me give up
They will touch me because God puts
Fire around me

The holy nation
New generation that comes
To sanctify a war
And take the city

The holy nation
New generation that comes
To sanctify a war
In the name of truth