Num Berço de Palha

In a manger of straw Jesus slept
The gentle Child, covered in light
In a rough manger, at night, in Bethlehem
While the stars shone beyond

The Child wakes to the cattle lowing
But He does not cry, He starts to smile
I love You, Child born in Bethlehem
Oh, guide my feet on the path of good

Very close to us remains, oh Lord
Always guarding us with Your holy love
With You we want to stay forever
Oh, grant us entry into Your sweet home