Este é o ar que eu respiro
Everyday here on earth
While I walk outside
On the streets of
Toronto
Este é o ar que eu respiro
That God made for me
So that I can breath
And live
Because I can't live without air
And without air I would be dead
Este é o Deus que Jesus
Had given to me
So many years ago
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem