Mary, is it really true that giving up our prayers to you,
When we whisper “I love you”, falling to our knees,
Mary, is it really true that when we bow our heads to you,
Crying with boundless happiness and laughing out aloud,
Then our prayers are heard by you,
And our dreams are granted too?
Mary is this how it is?
Is it really true?
Mary, is it really true that when we sing our hymns to you,
When we lift our voices up in simple poetry,
Mary, is it really true that when we sing our songs for you,
Witnessing the beauty within everything we see,
When we sing to the child we believe will come,
Are we singing to the child lying in your arms?
Mary, is it really true?
Mary, is it really true?