Footsteps of Angels

Com um passo lento e silencioso aproxima-se aquela mensageira divina,

Senta-se na cadeira ao meu lado, coloca a sua gentil mão na minha.

E ela olha-me e sorri-me com aquele olhar carinhoso e profundo,

Como as estrelas, tão imóveis e santas, que do Céu observam o mundo.


sábado, 10 de março de 2012

Let It Be


When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be...
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me,
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be...


And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be...
For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be...


And when the night is cloudy there is still a light that shines on me,
Shine until tomorrow, let it be...
I wake up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be...

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