El Amor Que Hoy Vivo En Ti

I went far from home, in my stubbornness.
The payment for my pride was to cry.

Sad and unable to sing, and almost fainting,
Your great love was able to lift me up.

Father, I am your son! Yes, prodigal I was for a while.
And the love I live in You today, I like.

I fled far from home, but never from You.
My life has always been in your gaze.
The sins I lived, chains of power.
In your embrace, they turned to paper.

Father, I am Your son...