Alguém como Eu
Stênio Március
Someone Like Me
Come in, Master, rest a little
You're tired, you're thirsty and hoarse
Sleep, Master, the house is Yours
I've already closed the door and window to the street
Left me talking alone
He slept so heavily, it was a pity
What will this dream of yours be like, Master?
Do you dream like a man? Do you dream like God?
Do you dream of the glory you had with the Father, in the light?
Or do you dream of the cross?
Forgive me Master, but it is time now
A crowd is waiting for you outside
You've made up your mind, I won't stop you
You will heal until you reach the wood
He left, peace remains with me
The room smells of jasmine
Will pour out the life of your body
To take the blame for someone like me
To wash the dirt off my own self
Take me pure to God
