Idioma Origen:
My soul thirsts for you
My flesh longs for you
In a land parched and weary
With no water
So too in the sanctuary
To have beheld you
Your might
And your glory
Idioma Destino:
My soul thirsts for you
My flesh longs for you
In a land parched and weary
With no water
So too in the sanctuary
To have beheld you
Your might
And your glory