In a run down cathedral that stood on the edge of the city On Sundays came a sound I will always recall Oh 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 (Chorus) The voices of San Pedro's Children fill the air Singing out his gospel for the world to share And how the cathedral would ring When San Pedro's children would sing You'd hear them sing La lala la la La lala la la Las estas Dios esta siempre con trio (????) Oh I could not understand the message out loud Cause the heavens seem to translate the words they were singing And the host of heavenly angels were writing it out And when the Repeat Chorus Oh time presses on and they tore down the run down cathedral Never knew that joy rung so clear in that town But on Sundays we sat very still As the sun's coming over the hill I swear Sweet Lord I hear them say (La lala la la….) Music in the air Can you hear everywhere Can you hear them sing Come hear the The voices of San Pedro's Children fill the air Singing out his gospel for the world to share The voices of San Pedro's Children fill the air Singing out his gospel for the world to share