Grows all that plant
In light of the eternal sun,
It grows wheat, grows man
The offer in their hands,
Folded by pain
Hands together for the love.
In the dance of life
The grains collected in bread
We offer, sir.
In life starting
The grapes in the footsteps labor of love,
Hearts to You, Lord.
The collection will get,
What land has to give us,
Birth of the grape, it is wine,
Born life in your hands,
New life comes from you,
New life for you.