Mary's Son

Feel the prayer of the Virgin appeasing your life
God has a peculiar manner to hold you
And pondering on hope
The Sacred Family on escape

Obering graceful messenger
Go away to the loneliness
The carpenter's Family is waiting
To further notice
And you mourned yourself
Where are you, my consolation?
They're waiting for their Lord
Living in adoration

Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son
Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son
Mary’s Son
Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son
Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son
Mary’s Son

The power of the evil is disturbing
Joseph's mind
The praise of the Virgin is calming
His life
And blessed all they that mourn
For they shall be conforted
They're journeying with the Boy
Living in adoration

Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son
Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son
Mary’s Son
Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son
Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son
Mary’s Son