Mary's Son کے بول

Feel the prayer of the Virgin appeasing your life God has a peculiar manner to hold you And pondering on hope The Sacred Family on escape Obering graceful messenger Go away to the loneliness The carpenter's Family is waiting To further notice And you mourned yourself Where are you, my consolation? They're waiting for their Lord Living in adoration Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son Mary’s Son Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son Mary’s Son The power of the evil is disturbing Joseph's mind The praise of the Virgin is calming His life And blessed all they that mourn For they shall be conforted They're journeying with the Boy Living in adoration Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son Mary’s Son Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son Mary's Son, Son, Son, Son, Son Mary’s Son