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The Beloved Comes

Jose de Caño Roto

El Amado Viene

El amado viene viene viene
Hay un sonido en el cielo, algo se está preparando ángeles y querubines sus arpas están tocando
Y la amada dice viene viene y el amado viene viene viene

El amado viene viene viene
Y veremos cielos nuevos y allí estaremos con él, donde no habrá más llanto, nos gozaremos con él
Y la amada dice viene viene y el amado viene viene viene

El amado viene viene viene
Quién es la que sube del desierto recostada sobre su amado
Es la esposa del Cordero que de nuevo vuelve a su por su amado
Y la amada dice viene viene y el amado viene viene viene
El amado viene viene viene

The Beloved Comes

The beloved comes comes comes
There is a sound in the sky, something is being prepared angels and cherubim their harps are playing
And the beloved says comes comes and the beloved comes comes comes

The beloved comes comes comes
And we will see new heavens and there we will be with him, where there will be no more crying, we will rejoice with him
And the beloved says comes comes and the beloved comes comes comes

The beloved comes comes comes
Who is this coming up from the desert leaning on her beloved
It is the Lamb's wife who returns again for her beloved
And the beloved says comes comes and the beloved comes comes comes
The beloved comes comes comes

Escrita por: Jose de Caño Roto