Bring Him Home
God on high, hear my prayer.
In my need you have always been there.
He is young, he's afraid.
Let him rest, Heaven blessed.
Bring him home.
Bring him home.
Bring him home.
He's like the son I might have known
if God had granted me a son.
The summers die, one by one.
How soon they fly on and on.
And I am old and will be gone...
Bring him peace, bring him joy.
He is young. He is only a boy.
You can take. You can give.
Let him be. Let him live.
If I die, let me die.
Let him live.
Bring him home.
Bring him home.
Bring him home.
Tráelo a casa
Dios en las alturas, escucha mi oración
En mi necesidad siempre has estado allí
Es joven, tiene miedo
Que descanse, bendito el cielo
Tráelo a casa
Tráelo a casa
Tráelo a casa
Es como el hijo que podría haber conocido
si Dios me hubiera concedido un hijo
Los veranos mueren, uno por uno
¿Qué tan pronto vuelan de una y otra vez
Y yo soy viejo y me habré ido
Traedle paz, traedle alegría
Es joven. No es más que un niño
Puedes tomarlo. Puedes dar
Déjenlo estar. Déjale vivir
Si muero, déjame morir
Déjale vivir
Tráelo a casa
Tráelo a casa
Tráelo a casa