In a run down cathedral that stood on the edge of the city
On Sundays came a sound I will always recall
Oh it was sweet and complete and it flowed through this cold-hearted city
It sends me a heavenly shiver to think of it now
To hear
(Chorus)
The voices of San Pedro's Children fill the air
Singing out his gospel for the world to share
And how the cathedral would ring
When San Pedro's children would sing
You'd hear them sing
La lala la la
La lala la la
Las estas Dios esta siempre con trio (????)
Oh I could not understand the message out loud
Cause the heavens seem to translate the words they were singing
And the host of heavenly angels were writing it out
And when the
Repeat Chorus
Oh time presses on and they tore down the run down cathedral
Never knew that joy rung so clear in that town
But on Sundays we sat very still
As the sun's coming over the hill
I swear
Sweet Lord
I hear them say
(La lala la la….)
Music in the air
Can you hear everywhere
Can you hear them sing
Come hear the
The voices of San Pedro's Children fill the air
Singing out his gospel for the world to share
The voices of San Pedro's Children fill the air
Singing out his gospel for the world to share