Long goes the night.
Longer the day.
Teclo, your death
will send me to my grave.
I learned to beg.
I learned to pray.
Send me his love.
Send him to me again.
Let me ride on his grace for a while.
Long goes the night.
Longer the day.
Teclo, your death
will send me to my grave.
I learned to beg.
I learned to pray.
Send me his love.
Send him to me again.
Let me ride on his grace for a while.