Filho da Promessa

Whenever I wanted to give up on everything, I remembered the mountain where my help comes from
The fear that I had of missing my chance, of seeing the benefits of the Lord

In the land of the living
The living are alive
The living only dream
The dream that is bread
The bread of the poor
Those who have nothing
Only live on dreams
Only know how to fly

Remember the promise
Listen to the promise

Oh, the fear of not knowing my child
Oh, the fear of living without a purpose
Oh, the desire to believe in a place
Where I can wait awake
Wait

In the land of the living
The living are alive
The living only dream
The dream that is bread
The bread of the poor
Those who have nothing
Only live on dreams
Only know how to fly

I look back and think if I had given up on my dreams how much I would lose
I see the future and hope convinces me that the best is yet to come, the best is yet to come

Remember the promise
Listen to the promise