Siempre Imaginé

I always imagined happiness tied to power and comfort
I always imagined happiness tied to my fulfilled dreams
I didn’t know happiness was like this

Member of a people, I have family
Citizen of the sky and of chosen lineage
From a nation, stone of the church, that dwells in Jerusalem

Sheep of the divine fold
Whom the shepherd points out and whispers to

These are my mother and my brothers, I’m from your family
How beautiful is your Church

I always imagined happiness tied to power and comfort
I always imagined happiness tied to my fulfilled dreams
I didn’t know happiness is here

Here and not there, now and not tomorrow
In what I do and not in what’s left to do
Inside me the knowledge that you love me
To be faithful to you and not in having or owning
Here the night is like the day
A place from which you look at me and whisper

How long I’ve waited for you, I’m from your family
How beautiful is your Church

Laughing at my self-sufficiency
With you, white bread that whispers to me

Be one like the Father and I
Because I’m from your family
How beautiful is it
These are my mother and my brothers, I’m from your family
How beautiful is your Church