A Volta do Filho
Altos Louvores
The Return of the Son
Father, I'm back
Father, I was wrong
Father, my life is in pieces
It's in pieces
Only now I understand
How I sinned against heaven before you, oh, Father
Yes, I have sinned
I don't deserve to be treated as your son
Nothing more than to work
Only now I understand
How I sinned against heaven Father, yes, I have sinned
I don't deserve to be treated as your son, give me forgiveness
Son the house is yours, son can come in
Put on the best clothes, put on the ring, sandals on your feet
Every day I was here waiting for you
Waiting for the moment to hug you
To kiss, tell you that your place is still here
Your place, yes, is your place
Every day I was here waiting for you
Waiting for the moment to hug you
To kiss, tell you that you are still my dear son
