one day, a group of adolescents went to sing this wonderful hymn in our adolescent brotherhood, but look, it seemed that we were already in heaven, so much glory, so much presence of God in that place, many cried, for this hymn, really beautiful
"I won't stand in the shade like a parasite. Waiting for my place in the sun to arrive." This excerpt reinforces that you can fr what belongs to the funkeros, except that they are not determined