Pe-aripi de dor, m-ntorc acas’,          Lumini se sting, e vremea de popas. Cu visul sfant insingurat,           La crucea Ta ma plec ingenuncheat, Tu m-ai iubit cu adevarat. Am risipit comori de har Si clipe pretioase in zadar. Iubirea ta am cautat, Chemand duios pe drumul departat,  Un fiu pierdut, demult plecat. Vin’acas’, vin’acas’, Culmi de […]

Home is where the heart is, my heart’s own home Though I never really had one to call my own I’ve been given a key by the Carpenter of Galilee With interest paid the title’s made to me Home, where there is no night Home, where the Son is the light The place I’ve been […]