Casa de Isabel
Vanilda Bordieri
Isabel's House
I imagine Isabel's house, with everything prepared
Waiting for her God
But while she dreams, while she waits
The miracle doesn't happen
It's possible to imagine, the sadness in her eyes
Her hope, I see time carrying away
But one day, Isabel's house the Lord God will visit
In Isabel's house, there will be tears of joy
God will bring her a reason to smile
She doesn't imagine, but the closed womb
for the miracle will open
In Isabel's house, there will be celebration and praise
There will be worship in gratitude, a moment of adoration
It won't be the same anymore, because in place of silence
There will be John's cry!
God will visit, in your house He will act
The closed womb, for the miracle will open
Everyone will hear, the cry of the miracle
that your God will deliver to you
There will be noise and celebration, worship of adoration
And God will rejoice your heart
As He did with Isabel, you will also hear
The cry of your John!
In Isabel's house, there will be tears of joy
God will bring her a reason to smile
She doesn't imagine, but the closed womb
for the miracle will open, will open, will open!
In Isabel's house, there will be celebration and praise
There will be worship in gratitude, a moment of adoration
It won't be the same anymore, it won't be the same anymore
It won't be the same anymore, it won't be the same anymore
There will be John's cry!
In Isabel's house, there will be celebration and praise
There will be worship in gratitude, a moment of adoration
It won't be the same anymore, because in place of silence
There will be John's cry!
In place of silence, there will be crying, there will be John's cry!
Listen to your miracle, listen to the cry of your miracle