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Barrabas

Nívea Silva

Barrabás

No fundo de uma cela fria estava eu e a solidão
Alegria tinha ido embora eu esperava a hora da execução
O pranto molhando o meu rosto e eu revendo os meus pecados
Me vi num beco sem saída, pois durante a vida eu fiz tudo errado

Eu sofrendo ali desesperado chegou um soldado
Tirou as correntes e falou pra mim
Você vai se livrar da morte, é seu dia de sorte você pode ir
E ele disse vai em paz
Você não tem mais nenhum motivo pra ficar
Outra Pessoa vai morrer em seu lugar

Eu era o Criminoso e Ele era sem Pecado
Eu estava sendo solto Ele sendo condenado
EU era a malícia e Ele era sem Maldade
Eu era a Mentira e Ele era a Verdade
Eu estava em plena Guerra, Ele me trouxe a paz
Ele era Jesus Cristo E eu era Barrabás

Barrabas

In the back of a cold cell, it was just me and my loneliness
Joy had left, I was waiting for the execution
Tears streaming down my face as I reflected on my sins
I found myself in a dead end, 'cause throughout my life, I did everything wrong

There I was, suffering and desperate, when a soldier showed up
He took off my chains and said to me
You’re gonna escape death, it’s your lucky day, you can go
And he said, go in peace
You don’t have any reason to stay
Another person will die in your place

I was the criminal, and He was without sin
I was being set free, He was being condemned
I was the wickedness, and He was without malice
I was the lie, and He was the truth
I was in full-on war, He brought me peace
He was Jesus Christ, and I was Barrabas

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