Oh, no, Maria! You can't do this We know you record, but now you are crossing the line You know shameful your reputation is Who doesn't about it in the whole of magdala And now Maria where do you get the guts The guts to show up in public And even come before gods' Messiah Maria, this is not a place for people like you Leave it, Maria, you are nothing but shame You know ver well your life how you have defiled yourself Now I'm surprised how you thought And found the courage to reach this place Even to approach the holy Messiah Ahaa! Maria, you are completely unworthy These are the words Maria was told The day se wept at the feet of Jesus And indeed, they were words of discouragement But, despite that, she didn't give up Because, inside of her, she was welling with gratitude Gratitude she owed to the Messiah The day she was dragged Before the Messiah with an accusation saying We got her in the very act of sin And her sinful act Deserves a death penalty Só: Mister messiah please ordem her to bem stones But the messiah bent down to write saying Maria should not die, let Maria live Meanwhile in her heart, Maria was like You were not there the night that Jesus found me His lovingkindness broke my hardned heart to pieces For that reason I come before him with this alabaster jar So that I break it before his feet And wipe his feet with this perfume My heart be grateful, Jesus saves Nothing could stop Maria For she know that had been done for her Like the deliverance from the 7 demons Domons that had tormented her everyday for several years In her heart, she was like: Had it not been for Jesus Who words have shown me mercy? Where would I be? Her soul was filed with gratitude And thanksgiving to Jesus who redeemed her And deep in her soul, Maria was like I wish you know the depths from whence the savior lifted me! You would be amazed at what he has done That is why I come with this alabaster jar That I may break it at his feet And wipe his feet with the perfume Let my soul magnify the lord, the redeemer Meanwhile in her heart, Maria was like You where not there the night that Jesus found me His loving-kindness broke my hardened heart to pieces For that reason I come before him with this alabaster jar So that I break it before his feet And wipe his feet with this perfume My heart be grateful, Jesus saves And deep in her soul, Maria was like I wish you know the depths from whence the savior lifted me You would be amazed at what he has done That is why I come with this alabaster jar That I may break it at his feet And wipe his feet with the perfume Let my soul magnify the lord, the redeemer Meanwhile in her heart, Maria was like You were not there the night that Jesus found me His loving-kindness broke my hardened heart to pieces For that reason I come before him with this alabaster jar So that I break it before his feet And wipe his feet with this perfume My heart be grateful, Jesus saves