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Who Can Define the Charm?
Who can define the charm
That is in the mirror of your gaze?
Oh Mother of God, I love you so much
But each time I want to love you more
Oh Mother of God, I love you so much
But each time I want to love you more
You are the most holy of women
You are the most beautiful flower of heaven
Make of us what you will
We are slaves of your love
Make of us what you will
We are slaves of your love
Your face is a Sun that shining warms
In the sad hours of solitude
And to your motherly smile
It seems our hearts open like a flower
And to your motherly smile
It seems our hearts open like a flower
How many bright, beautiful stars
Among the clouds shining
Such are the praises, pure loves
That I come, oh Virgin, to consecrate to you
Such are the praises, pure loves
That I come, oh Virgin, to consecrate to you
Your beautiful name, divine name
Recalls a dream made of light
Opens the way to that destiny
That will lead us to Jesus
Opens the way to that destiny
That will lead us to Jesus
