There I listen, overjoyed,
Sweet Queen of the Angels,
The sacred canticle
That rises from your heart!
You teach me to sing
The divine Hymns of Praise
And to find glory in Jesus,
My Saviour!
Your words of love
Are mystical roses
That must lend you their perfume
For the centuries to come.
In you, the Almighty,
Has done great things:
I want to ponder over them
So I can bless Him...
For I love you, Mary,
Your are full of Grace!
You have given the world
A wonderful Saviour.
Slowly, softly,
You let Him walk before you
And you treasure, with care,
Everything in your heart!
For I love you, Mary!
You who, on our shores,
Have caused to bloom
This Divine Flower!
For I love you, while listening
To the shepherds and the Wise Men
And treasuring, with care,
Everything in your heart!
Everything in your heart...
Everything in your heart...
As I wait for Heaven,
Oh my dearest Mother!
I want to live with you,
To follow you every day.
Mother, as I watch you,
I prostrate myself, overjoyed,
Discovering in your heart
The stigmata of love!
For I love you, Mary,
Your are full of Grace!
You have given the world
A wonderful Saviour.
Slowly, softly,
You let Him walk before you
And you treasure, with care,
Everything in your heart!
For I love you, Mary!
You who, on our shores,
Have caused to bloom
This Divine Flower!
For I love you, while listening
To the shepherds and the Wise Men
And treasuring, with care,
Everything in your heart!
Everything in your heart...
Everything in your heart...