From a run-down cathedral that stood on the edge of the city On sundays came a sound I will always recall 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 the voices of San Pedro's children Fill the air - oh-oh And singing all this Gospel for the world to share oh-oh And how the cathedral would ring When San Pedro's children would sing You'd hear them going La la la la La la la la la La paz de Dios este siempre contigo I could not understand, but the message I found 'Cause the heavens seemed to translate The words they were singing And the hoast of heavenly angel were writing it down And when the voices of San Pedro's children Fill the air, oh-oh Singing all his Gospel for the world to share oh-oh And how the cathedral would ring When San Pedro's children would sing You'd hear them going La la la la La la la la la Time presses on now they tore down that run-down cathedral Never will the joy ring so clear through the town But on Sundays you'll stand very still As the Sun's coming over the hill yeah yeah You hear them goin' La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la Music everywhere La la la la la Coming through so clear La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la Can't you hear them sing? La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la