Mary's Son
Eterna
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!