Sob o Sol
Marcus Viana
Under the Sun
Above our heads the sun
Above our heads the light
Under our hands the creation
Above all that comes from the heart
Light of faith that guides the faithful
Through the desert without water and without bread
Turns stones into a river spring
Makes the sky rain down manna heavily
Break the clay vessel of your heart
With the best wine of your love
For the law wants it to be lost on the ground
And let the desert bloom at your feet
Watering the sands, recreating streams and the lights of Eden of flowers
In the land of men, in the circus of angels, relentless guardians of the sky
We dance the dance of life on the stage of time, God's theater
Holy tree of dreams, the fruits of the mind are mine and yours
Our secrets finally revealed naked under the sun
God's secrets so well kept
Finally revealed naked under the sun
