Litzahaya

Almost at the end of the road
Where I stumbled so much
It was waiting for me there
Just as I dreamed

A rose without thorns
That it's my turn to cut
I see it and the question arises
How much will my God love me?

The sun came out
The light came
My Litzahaya does not fail me
And I don't fail him

Almost at the end of the road
Almost losing faith
It was waiting for me there
water for my thirst

A spring of clear water
Crystalline, to water
The fields of so many dreams
That I still have to harvest

The sun came out
The light came
My Litzahaya does not fail me
And I don't fail him

Almost at the end of the road
Where sometimes I crawl
It was waiting for me there
With my wings, and I flew

The sun came out
The light came
My Litzahaya does not fail me
And I don't fail him