29 de maio de 2015

Bob Dylan


"Stay with Me"


Should my heart not be humble 
Should my eyes fail to see 
Should my feet sometimes stumble 
On the way, stay with me

 Like the lamb that in springtime
 Wanders far from the fold
 Comes the darkness and the frost
 I get lost 
I grow cold

 I grow cold, I grow weary
And I know I have sinned 
And I go, seeking shelter 
And I cry in the wind 
Though I grope and I blunder
And I'm weak and I'm wrong 

Though the road buckles under 
Where I walk, walk along 
Till I find to my wonder 
Every path leads to Thee 
All that I can do is pray 
Stay with me 
Stay with me