Fogo Suave
Padre Marcelo Rossi
Gentle Fire
Your fingers touch my thoughts
Affection in my soul
Calms and soothes my busy life
Your presence welcomes me
I'm not leaving
It's your time, I'm being born
I will adore, Holy Spirit
Gentle and burning fire
Sweet guest of the soul
My eyes sing while crying, repentant
A lost sheep, wanting to return
Receive the song I give you
Gather the nostalgic words
In the soul thirsty for love
