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Levanta esta ciudad

American Opera

Lift Up This City

Well this little boy holed up in his room
He's picking guitar, he's singing a tune
He's licking his lips
And he's licking his wounds for you

He took to the fields to harvest this land
With sweat on his brow and dirt on his hands
He's planting his seeds
And he's pulling his weeds for you

He's up before the sunrise and out with the moon
He kneels before his bed
He drinks his wine, he eats his bread
Maybe luck will come soon
Maybe love will consume

Well those little seeds, they started to bloom
He cut down some trees to start building a home
He's works alone
He works his hands to the bone for you

He's up before the sunrise and out with the moon
He kneels before his bed
He drinks his wine, he eats his bread
Maybe luck will come soon
Lord, won't you please help me soon?

Well this little boy started questioning his worth
He built you a road, he built you a church
With his hands raised
All glory and praise to you

He dropped to his knees and sang
"God won't you come down?
Won't you come down from those clouds?
I think that I'm ready
Yeah, my hands are steady
I did what I could
I tried to bring my brother back to church
I'll keep this wound wide open no matter how much it hurts
I did what I could with my family
Our hearts are open and we're barely coping and
If you had some time to come down today
With hearts wide open I was really hoping that

Oh my God, won't you lift up this city?
We need you

Levanta esta ciudad

Bueno, este niño pequeño se encerró en su habitación
Está tocando la guitarra, está cantando una melodía
Se lame los labios
Y se lame las heridas por ti

Se fue a los campos a cosechar esta tierra
Con sudor en su frente y suciedad en sus manos
Está sembrando sus semillas
Y está arrancando sus malas hierbas por ti

Se levanta antes del amanecer y sale con la luna
Se arrodilla ante su cama
Bebe su vino, come su pan
Quizás la suerte llegue pronto
Quizás el amor consuma

Bueno, esas pequeñas semillas, empezaron a florecer
Derribó algunos árboles para empezar a construir un hogar
Trabaja solo
Trabaja sus manos hasta los huesos por ti

Se levanta antes del amanecer y sale con la luna
Se arrodilla ante su cama
Bebe su vino, come su pan
Quizás la suerte llegue pronto
Señor, ¿no podrías ayudarme pronto?

Bueno, este niño pequeño empezó a cuestionar su valía
Te construyó un camino, te construyó una iglesia
Con las manos en alto
Toda la gloria y alabanza para ti

Se arrodilló y cantó
'Dios, ¿no bajarás?
¿No bajarás de esas nubes?
Creo que estoy listo
Sí, mis manos están firmes
Hice lo que pude
Intenté llevar a mi hermano de vuelta a la iglesia
Mantendré esta herida abierta sin importar cuánto duela
Hice lo que pude con mi familia
Nuestros corazones están abiertos y apenas estamos sobrellevando y
Si tuvieras algo de tiempo para bajar hoy
Con los corazones abiertos, realmente esperaba que

Oh Dios mío, ¿no levantarás esta ciudad?
Te necesitamos

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