You were given the gift of life.
No debt to pay,
All endowed on the cross.
But you\'ve bartered it for the fleeting thrills.
of the worldly frills.
Child, why wander for such empty glories
That sweeten by the day,
and fade in the night.
When an alcazar await, not far away
Carved with divinely hands
Yet you let your soul ebb
Beware,
To be swallowed by the eternal perditious fires,
Is to trespass,
You don\'t belong there.