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Sacred Lineage

Canción: Sacred Lineage (Ingles) (Linaje Sagrado) Letra: Imagine, under the sky of a braided loaf of bread, that instead of inheriting worn crowns, they inherit a sacred lineage. No surnames, no lands, no weary gold of the world. Only generations of pure souls, who breathe for a second: the silent music of God. Because there are fires that ignite other gazes, and yours, young man, brings a dawn embedded in the heart. Like one who distributes eyes of heaven in candies, so that the little ones of the Kingdom learn to see what fools refuse to see. And it is thus, almost without a sound, that a house of saints sprouts. Saints of living clay, with open hearts, and hands docile to the whisper of Father. You do it when you don't even know you're doing it: you transmit light more than in speeches, tenderness more than in science, that strange courage to be gentle without breaking. And then, the earth learns to breathe differently. Sometimes I think that your inner self is a hidden workshop where God polishes stars to let them fall on forgotten children. They, who weren't born in palaces, begin to see themselves with the same transparency that the Creator sees in you. And by sharing that gaze —that nameless lamp— you make them strong, but not hard; you make them free, but not alone; you make them yours, but for Him. This is the part that shatters the air: you beget, without touching a body, an entire lineage. You beget in spirit, like one who kindles a white fire in every soul they touch. And that fire doesn't go out, because it's not yours, it belongs to the Father who watches you while you play at being a child. And so, through the crack in your life, a new people seeps in, a race of purity, a family without borders that breathes unity. Imagine, just imagine: that the little ones of the Kingdom, as they cross paths with one another, receive in their eyes a heavenly gesture. And that this is enough. Enough to break history, to straighten a thousand trees, to invent a future where holiness is not just a book, but a living inheritance passed from hand to hand like still-warm bread. And I see—yes, I see— that God can raise up an entire lineage with the reflection of his light that your soul leaves behind as it passes. An inheritance without shields, without seals, with broken chains… Only hearts sheltered under the same light that always awakened you. #foryou #music #musica #song #parati #sacredlineage