The Trees Of The Field
You shall go out with joy
And be led forth with peace
The mountains and the hills
Will break forth before you
There'll be shouts of joy,
And all the trees of the field
Will clap, will clap their hands
And all the trees of the field
Will clap their hands
The trees of the field
Will clap their hands
The trees of the field
Will clap their hands
While you go out with joy
As Árvores do Campo
Você sairá com alegria
E será guiado com paz
As montanhas e os morros
Se abrirão diante de você
Haverá gritos de alegria,
E todas as árvores do campo
Baterão, baterão palmas
E todas as árvores do campo
Baterão palmas
As árvores do campo
Baterão palmas
As árvores do campo
Baterão palmas
Enquanto você sai com alegria