O Choro
Débora Miranda
The Cry
I want to see the tired Sun shining
In a sad twilight
To see the first shine of the Moon
And the first star born
When a pain will take
My fading smile
I know that tomorrow when I wake up
Jesus Christ will take away my pain
Will take away
The Cry may last a night
But joy comes early in the morning
Stars may form
Whips against me
But Christ comes early in the morning
And takes away my fear
I want to see the tired Sun shining
And a sad twilight
To see the first shine of the Moon
And the first star born
When a pain will take
My fading smile
I know that tomorrow when I wake up
Jesus Christ will take away my pain
Will take away
The Cry may last a night
But joy comes early in the morning
Stars may form
Whips against me
But Christ comes early in the morning
And takes away my fear
