Pescador (ao Papa)

Fisherman Christ made you a fisherman
Show us where to find him
To be happy like you

I sail without a rudder
The open sea abandons reason
I barely survive
Like a lost child
I search for something that's not inside me

But suddenly you arrive
In your word, the lighthouse of white light
Take me to a safe harbor
Where there's a future
Where there's a bluer sky

Your word is the hope
That so many souls seek
Fisherman, you'll be the new wind
You'll be the friend
Who takes us to a new world
In your infinite big heart

Sometimes it's hard to keep going
In the shipwreck
And amidst so much darkness
In the midst of a silent sea
I search for a little peace

But suddenly you arrive
In your word, a lighthouse of white light
Take me to a safe harbor
Where there's a future
Where there's a bluer sky

Your word is the hope
That so many souls seek
Fisherman, you'll be the new wind
You'll be the friend
Who takes us to a new world
In your infinite big heart