From a run-down cathedral that stood on the edge of the city
On sundays came a sound I will always recall
It was sweet and complete
And it flowed through this cold-hearted city
It sends me a heavenly shiver to think of it now

To hear the voices of San Pedro's children
Fill the air - oh-oh
And singing all this Gospel for the world to share oh-oh

And how the cathedral would ring
When San Pedro's children would sing
You'd hear them going
La la la la
La la la la la

La paz de Dios este siempre contigo
I could not understand, but the message I found
'Cause the heavens seemed to translate
The words they were singing
And the hoast of heavenly angel were writing it down

And when the voices of San Pedro's children
Fill the air, oh-oh
Singing all his Gospel for the world to share oh-oh

And how the cathedral would ring
When San Pedro's children would sing
You'd hear them going
La la la la
La la la la la

Time presses on now they tore down that run-down cathedral
Never will the joy ring so clear through the town
But on Sundays you'll stand very still
As the Sun's coming over the hill yeah yeah

You hear them goin'
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
Music everywhere
La la la la la
Coming through so clear
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
Can't you hear them sing?
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la