A Canção dos Imperfeitos

Around the throne
There was a song sung by the seraphim
On the lips of the perfect
Who always loved you like this
Holy, You are Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord

Around the throne
There was a song sung by the seraphim
On the lips of the perfect
Who always loved you like this
Holy, You are Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord

But the sky was torn apart
And the song, which was just perfect
He put it on the lips of his little ones
He revealed it to us
Imperfect and perfect sing

Holy, You are Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord

But when the big day arrives
Along with the angels
On the throne we will also sing
Holy Holy

When the big day arrives
Along with the angels
On the throne we will also sing
Holy Holy

Holy, You are Holy
Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord