Há Um Vinho Novo

I have sung a love song already
I have sung a song of grace
And why not sing in pain,
When my heart is broken?
There is a new wine to pour down,
On wineskins that have already been torn
And now are new again

There is a hope to sing,
The one who made the wound will bind it
(There is a new wine, I know)
There is a new wine to pour down,
On wineskins that have already been torn
And now are new again

There is a hope to sing,
The one who made the wound will bind it
I will sing a song in my pain
The weeping may last for a night,
Joy comes in the morning
I will sing a song in my pain
The weeping may last for a night, only
Just one night

And the virgin will rejoice in the dance, the
Young and the old as well
I will rejoice and all the earth too!
I will dance, over all pain
I will sing a song in my pain
The weeping may last for a night,
Joy comes in the morning

I will sing a song in my pain
The weeping may last for a night, only
Just one night
For there is a new wine to pour down,
On wineskins that have already been torn,
And now are new again
There is a hope to sing,
The one who made the wound will bind