Demis Roussos
Demis Roussos & Florence Warner
Demis Roussos
Demis Roussos & Jennifer Warnes
Demis Roussos
Demis Roussos
Demis Roussos
Demis Roussos & Rev. James Cleveland And The Houston Mass Choir
Demis Roussos
Demis Roussos & Linda Taylor
Demis Roussos
Demis Roussos
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
And it sends me a heavenly shiver to think of it now
Come hear the voices of San Pedro's children
Fill the air - oh-oh oh-oh
Joining hands and voices for the world to share
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
"Vaya con dios, mi amigo, en las noches felices"
I could not understand, but the message I found
'Cause the heavens seemed to translate
The words they were singing
And I know that somewhere an angel is writing it down
Come hear the voices of San Pedro’s children
Fill the air - oh-oh oh-oh
Joining hands and voices
For the world to share
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 and they tore down that run-down cathedral
Never will the joy ring so clear through the town
But on Sundays if you stand very still
As the sun's coming over the hill
I swear
Sweet Lord
I hear them goin'
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
Come hear the...
Come hear the...
Voices of San Pedro's children
Fill the air - oh-oh oh-oh
Joining hands and voices
For the world to share, oh-oh oh-oh
La la-la la la la la la la la-la
La la-la la la la la la la la-la
La la-la la la la la la la la-la
La la-la la la la la la la la-la
San Pedros Children was written by Jim Peterik.
San Pedros Children was produced by David Mackay.