Dedicada aos Heróis que estão a fazer o Curso Geral de Catequese, na Arquidiocese de Braga.
I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the lord
But you don’t really care for music do ya
It goes like this, the fourth the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing, hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
Well, maybe there’s a God above
But all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at somebody who outdrew ya
And it’s not a cry that you hear at night
It’s not somebody who’s seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah
Hallelujah …