Ecstasies
The Corazoncito Jesus Church's bells
Crying with joy
The priest's voice sounds
Throughout the air
Even you, my dear little Angel
In your way of staring
Looking at us from above
Watching many people
At Sunday's bloom
Come to see the new miracle
Become part of the sensation given
Come! Come!
Joy us around the circle
Of living, the one is all
Bring your family and your pets are welcome
Let's sing
To the miracle out of hands are taken
The first beginning
To the praise of this handsome
Flash!
Copyright © George Zamalea | Year Posted 2012
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