There was a convent, which was miraculous
With a fountain in its interior patio
If a woman crouched down and drank
She was pregnant by the grace of God
There were hundreds of women who They went
To this convent, all in procession
At the fountain, they leaned down and drank
Behind a friar to pray
Meanwhile the husbands
They thanked the favor
br/>They gave food and drink
They gave money to the prior
Miracle, miracle
Let us thank God
Miracle, miracle
The prior repeated
Miracle, miracle
And the friars are happy
Miracle, miracle
For praying
One day the Pope went to the convent
And seeing so many women there
He ordered the fountain to be brought to the door
That was how things had to be
And even though they kept going to the door
And they crouched down at the fountain to drink
Like the friars They did not help with prayers
From that source there were no more babies
And although then the husbands
They smelled the cake
For not admitting the deception
They blamed Lucifer
Miracle, miracle
Let us thank God
Miracle, miracle
The prior repeated
Miracle, miracle
And the friars were happy
br/>Miracle, miracle
For praying

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