O Retorno

In the scraps that I ate
I remembered where I came from
I had everything there
In my father's house

Tired of serving
I gathered my things and
Claimed my portion
From the trunk I cut the branch

I stole from my father, in my eagerness to be free I imprisoned myself
Slave to my desires, seeking pleasure I ate with pigs

I squandered in the world
Host, I was king
I bought vain delights
But in emptiness I found myself

I wanted to return, woke up far away
If I see him I will beg
Among his servants, I will be the least

I stole from my father, in my eagerness to be free I imprisoned myself
Slave to my desires, seeking pleasure I ate with pigs

Returning, I saw him
Running, he embraced me
He remembered nothing
Except his eternal love

He didn't let me speak
Urgent to celebrate
My son who died
Was found now, alive

I see the price my father paid for me to be here
He gave me clothes to celebrate and made a covenant
Grace, love, justice, and redemption
What a banquet he prepared for me

I returned to my father, serving in his house I am free