A Vinha
Vanilda Bordieri
The Vineyard
He had a small vineyard
Next to the palace walls
One day he was surprised
By a request from the king
Naboth, sell me your vineyard
I will pay you a high price for it
Naboth, let's exchange this vineyard
I will give you another vineyard, much larger and much better
Ahab, my vineyard is priceless
My vineyard is inheritance
It is a gift I received from my parents
Ahab, I don't want gold or silver
Your money is nothing compared
To the value that the vineyard has
It's priceless!
My vineyard is priceless!
I don't sell my ministry
And I don't trade my communion with God
I don't trade, I don't trade my vineyard
Nothing will fill my eyes
My vineyard is inheritance
I don't negotiate!
My vineyard has its fruits
And there is no silver in this world
To buy what my God gave me
I may be a neighbor of Ahab and Jezebel
I don't sell my vineyard
I don't sell my vineyard
I don't sell my vineyard
For I received it from God
I die for it, fight for it
Cry for it, and I won't sell it
My vineyard is inheritance
That I received from God
I die for it, fight for it
Cry for it, and I won't sell it
My vineyard is inheritance, I won't open my hand
It's priceless!
My vineyard is priceless!
I don't sell my ministry
And I don't trade my communion with God
I don't trade, I don't trade my vineyard
Nothing will fill my eyes
My vineyard is inheritance
I don't negotiate!
My vineyard has its fruits
And there is no silver in this world
To buy what my God gave me
I may be a neighbor of Ahab and Jezebel
I don't sell my vineyard
I don't sell my vineyard
I don't sell my vineyard
For I received it from God
(I die for it), fight for it
Cry for it, and I won't sell it
My vineyard is inheritance
That I received from God
I die for it, fight for it
Cry for it, and I won't sell it
My vineyard is inheritance, I won't open my hand
I will live for it!
I will live for it!