O Ladrão da Cruz (part. Marcos e Matteus)
Eu estava ali do lado Dele
A minha sentença era a mesma Dele
Eu era o ladrão e Ele era Jesus
E havia o meu amigo na terceira cruz
No alto do Calvário, prontos pra morrer
Eu vi algo diferente no semblante Dele
E vi que ali não era o lugar pra Ele
Eu e meu amigo, cheios de pecados
Ele, inocente, ali do nosso lado
Pagando um alto preço mesmo sem dever
Então lembrei que enquanto eu estava por aí roubando
Ele estava seus milagres operando
Fazendo sofrimentos chegarem ao fim
Então pensei: Como deve ser bonito onde Ele mora
Mas daqui a pouco, Ele vai embora
Eu vou pedir pra Ele se lembrar de mim
Lembra de mim
Sei que o Senhor não é desse lugar
Lembra de mim
Quando no Teu reino o Senhor entrar
Eu era o pecador e Ele o salvador
Eu era puro ódio, Ele puro amor
Eu tinha um inferno a me esperar
Ele tinha um paraíso para me ofertar
Eu era pura treva e Ele pura luz
Eu era o ladrão e Ele era Jesus
Então eu percebi que meu melhor lugar
Foi alguém me colocar ali naquela cruz
Quando ouvi Ele me falar
No paraíso, hoje, comigo estarás
Então lembrei que enquanto eu estava por aí roubando
Ele estava seus milagres operando
Fazendo sofrimentos chegarem ao fim
Então pensei: Como deve ser bonito onde Ele mora
Mas daqui a pouco, Ele vai embora
Eu vou pedir pra Ele se lembrar de mim
Lembra de mim
Sei que o Senhor não é desse lugar
Lembra de mim
Quando no Teu reino o Senhor entrar
Eu era o pecador e Ele o salvador
Eu era puro ódio, Ele puro amor
Eu tinha um inferno a me esperar
Ele tinha um paraíso para me ofertar
Eu era pura treva e Ele pura luz
Eu era o ladrão e Ele era Jesus
Então eu percebi que meu melhor lugar
Foi alguém me colocar ali naquela cruz
Eu era o pecador e Ele o salvador
Eu era puro ódio, Ele puro amor
Eu tinha um inferno a me esperar
Ele tinha um paraíso para me ofertar
Eu era pura treva e Ele pura luz
Eu era o ladrão e Ele era Jesus
Então eu percebi que meu melhor lugar
Foi alguém me colocar ali naquela cruz
Quando ouvi Ele me falar
No paraíso, hoje, comigo estarás
No paraíso, hoje, comigo estarás
The Thief of the Cross (feat. Marcos and Matteus)
I was there beside Him
My sentence was the same as His
I was the thief and He was Jesus
And there was my friend on the third cross
At the top of Calvary, ready to die
I saw something different in His countenance
And I saw that was not the place for Him
My friend and I, full of sins
He, innocent, there by our side
Paying a high price even without owing
Then I remembered that while I was out there stealing
He was performing His miracles
Ending sufferings
Then I thought: How beautiful must be where He lives
But soon, He will leave
I will ask Him to remember me
Remember me
I know the Lord is not from this place
Remember me
When You enter Your kingdom
I was the sinner and He the savior
I was pure hatred, He pure love
I had a hell waiting for me
He had a paradise to offer me
I was pure darkness and He pure light
I was the thief and He was Jesus
Then I realized that my best place
Was someone putting me there on that cross
When I heard Him say to me
In paradise, today, you will be with me
Then I remembered that while I was out there stealing
He was performing His miracles
Ending sufferings
Then I thought: How beautiful must be where He lives
But soon, He will leave
I will ask Him to remember me
Remember me
I know the Lord is not from this place
Remember me
When You enter Your kingdom
I was the sinner and He the savior
I was pure hatred, He pure love
I had a hell waiting for me
He had a paradise to offer me
I was pure darkness and He pure light
I was the thief and He was Jesus
Then I realized that my best place
Was someone putting me there on that cross
I was the sinner and He the savior
I was pure hatred, He pure love
I had a hell waiting for me
He had a paradise to offer me
I was pure darkness and He pure light
I was the thief and He was Jesus
Then I realized that my best place
Was someone putting me there on that cross
When I heard Him say to me
In paradise, today, you will be with me
In paradise, today, you will be with me