O Mestre Chegou

Just look at this crowd in mourning around you
Taking the most precious thing from you, leaving you alone
Trying to bury what the Lord gave you

They've taken your husband, now they want to take your son
Inside, only a cry for help is heard
But Jesus is coming, don't cry
The master has arrived

Stop!
Raise your hand
Dismiss the crowd
The Master has arrived
Stopping the burial and returning life
No one will erase or bury your dreams

The mourning crowd wants to bury what is yours
Your dreams and projects
Everything that the Lord gave you
But they won't succeed, The Master has arrived

The Master has arrived