Cindy Morgan — The March letra e tradução
A página contém a letra e a tradução em português da música "The March" de Cindy Morgan.
Letra
Matthew 21:5−11
The triumphal entry into Jerusalem
It was a march of a revolution
It was a march of a stormy day
It was a cadence of cruel contention
It was a march oh what a march
Oh it was a march for the sweet and gruesome
To bring a light to their darkened place
It was a march for the thirst of freedom
And it was beauty battered and bleeding
And it was a march yeah, yeah
When it all comes down to me and you yeah
Will we walk away or march on with
The One who made the march oh yeah
Do you know
Why you are lonely
Do you know
Why you’re afraid
Do you know
That Jesus loves you
Will you join the march
Will you join the march
Today
Oh it was a march for the ones who judged Him
Dipping their crowns in a crimson flood
It was a march for the thief and harlot
Humble and holy oh what a story
Oh what a march
But when it all comes down to me and you
Will we walk away or march on with
The One who made the march oh yeah
Do you know
Why you are lonely
Do you know
Why you’re afraid
Do you know
That Jesus loves you
Will you join the march
Will you join the march
Will you join the march
Will you join the march
Today
It was a march of a revolution
It was a stormy, stormy day
Tradução da letra
Mateus 21: 5-11
A entrada triunfal em Jerusalém
Era uma marcha de revolução
Era uma marcha de um dia tempestuoso
Era uma cadência de luta cruel.
Era uma marcha Oh que marcha
Era uma marcha para o doce e horrível
Para trazer uma luz para o seu lugar escuro
Era uma marcha pela sede de liberdade
E era a beleza devastada e a sangrar
And it was a march yeah, yeah
Quando tudo se resume a mim e a ti sim
Vamos embora ou marcharemos
The One who made the march oh yeah
Sabes
Porque te sentes só
Sabes
Porque tens medo
Sabes
Que Jesus te ama
Queres juntar-te à marcha?
Queres juntar-te à marcha?
Agora
Era uma marcha para os que o julgavam.
Mergulhando suas coroas em uma enchente carmesim
Era uma marcha para a ladra e meretriz.
Humilde e santo Oh que história
Que marcha!
Mas quando tudo se resume a mim e a ti
Vamos embora ou marcharemos
The One who made the march oh yeah
Sabes
Porque te sentes só
Sabes
Porque tens medo
Sabes
Que Jesus te ama
Queres juntar-te à marcha?
Queres juntar-te à marcha?
Queres juntar-te à marcha?
Queres juntar-te à marcha?
Agora
Era uma marcha de revolução
Foi um dia tempestuoso, tempestuoso