Enquanto Eu Chorava / Não é Tarde
Fernanda Brum
While I Wept / It's Not Too Late
How much did I cry at Your feet?
How I cried out, my Lord
In the worship I did in the midst of pain
Your heart heard me
Many did not understand
The reason I insist like this
It's because I felt that God was taking care of me
And in me, it generated a good dream, much bigger
When I wept and poured myself out
God freed me from bitterness, released the miracle
Early in the morning, I was blessed
I saw Your hand act
Your zeal and Your love for me, oh
It's not too late to dream
The sky is still blue, there is hope
Just look into a child's eyes
In the smile of a mother who gave birth
(It's not too late!)
It's not too late to dream
The sky is still blue, there is hope
Just look into a child's eyes
In the smile of a mother who gave birth
I will hear the testimonies of brave men who overcame
I will hear from the blind who still wait for sight
I will hear songs that mark an entire generation
It's not too late to dream
No, it's not!
My strength comes from a God who works miracles
My faith is beyond the impossible
My hope is alive, my heart doesn't want to stop
Because it's never too late to dream
My strength comes from a God who works miracles
My faith is beyond the impossible
My hope is alive, my heart doesn't want to stop
Because it's never too late, it's not too late to dream
No, no, no, no
No, it's not!
No, no, no, no
No, it's not!