Tens
Tens a beleza da cor e a ternura das aves
Tens a pureza da flor de perfume suave
Tens um aroma singelo que passa sem pressa
Tens em Tuas mãos a palavra de ricas promessas, tens
Tens em Tuas mãos uma mina de ricos tesouros
Mais preciosos que a prata, mais ricos que o ouro
Tens a vitória na morte, tens o segredo da vida
E só Tu és meu Deus
Tens a sublime inocência do olhar da criança
E, no dia a dia da vida, és a esperança
De um barco que vai para o mar, mas que espera voltar
E que amanhã novamente o Sol brilhará, tens
Tens em Tuas mãos uma mina de ricos tesouros
Mais preciosos que a prata, mais ricos que o ouro
Tens a vitória na morte, tens o segredo da vida
E só Tu és, e só Tu és
E só Tu és meu Deus
Meu Deus
You Have
You have the beauty of color, and the tenderness of birds
You have the purity of the flower, with a soft perfume
You have a simple aroma, that passes without haste
You have in your hands the word of rich promises, you have
You have in your hands a mine of rich treasures
More precious than silver, richer than gold
You have victory in death, you have the secret of life
And only you are, my God
You have the sublime innocence of a child's gaze
And in the day-to-day of life, you are hope
Of a boat that goes to the sea, but waits to return
And that tomorrow the sun will shine again, you have
You have in your hands a mine of rich treasures
More precious than silver, richer than gold
You have victory in death, you have the secret of life
And only you are, my God
You have in your hands a mine of rich treasures
More precious than silver, richer than gold
You have victory in death, you have the secret of life
And only you are, and only you are
And only you are, my God
My God