O Filho Pródigo

Father, I know I have saddened you with my words
Since when I left here
All that inheritance you gave me
I spent money on the wrong things
But hunger, oh father, brought me here
Father, I know that my actions have hurt you
You don't need to welcome me as a son
But hire me as your servant
Because I need to, if I don't go hungry, my father, I will perish

Father forgive this son who abandoned you
Who always had everything in his hands and never gave it value
I know that as a son I have saddened you
I made you cry but like a servant
I am here to listen and fulfill your word

Kill a fatted calf, play music
Today there is a party, my son who was dead has come back to life
Give him a bath, change his dirty and torn clothes
Put a ring on your finger and give back what is yours
Son, I will never have you as my servant
Because I've been waiting for a long time to meet you again
How many sleepless nights I spent crying for you
Waiting for dawn and to see you return

Son, rejoice, let's celebrate together
For among the dead I will no longer find you
My afflicted heart found peace upon seeing you again
You are young and you cannot understand
But tomorrow you will understand what a father's love is

If like this son you also left your home
Listen, there is still time for you to reconcile
If you seek and beg God with great humility
The angels will party for you
And from God you will receive forgiveness