� � � � And when all the carombe plays The upskirts will open Get ready, my brothers Because Christ is already at the door Get ready, my brothers Because Christ is already at the door The Lord bit that fig tree And the fig tree instantly dried up Let me, Lord, be a tree And bear fruit for the work of God Let me, Lord, be a tree And bear fruit for the work of God One day, the Lord Jesus went to the temple Our Christ, the Savior, was hungry And looking at that beautiful fig tree He went to get the fruit, but he did not find it And looking at that beautiful fig tree He went to get the fruit, but he did not find it The Lord bit that fig tree And the fig tree instantly dried up Let me, Lord, be a tree And bear fruit for the work of God Let me, Lord, be a tree And bear fruit for the work of God And if you sow the word, do not fail That in the valley of life you will find it And when Christ comes to the church He will give you a new reward And when Christ comes to the church He will give you a new reward And everything that man will sow here Someday in the land of the faithful it will fall And if you sow for the good, it sells harvest And if you sow for evil, evil will find it And if you sow for the good, it sells harvest And if you sow for evil, evil will find it And when all the trumpets sound The sky above will open Get ready, all my brothers Because Christ is already at the door Get ready, all my brothers Because Christ is already at the door The Lord bit that fig tree And the fig tree instantly dried up Let me, Lord, be a tree And bear fruit for the work of God Let me, Lord, be a tree And bear fruit for the work of God Let me, Lord, be a tree And bear fruit for the work of God