Waters of March

e pau, e pedra,

e o fim do caminho

e um resto de toco,

e um pouco sozinho

A stick, a stone,

It's the end of the road,

It's feeling alone

It's the weight of your load

It's a sliver of glass

It's light, it's the sun

It's night, it's death

It's a knife, it's a gun

A flower that blooms

A fox in the brush

A knot in the wood

The song of a thrush

The mystery of life

The steps down the hall

The sound of the wind

And the waterfall

It's the moon floating free

The curve of the slope

It's an ant, it's a bee

It's a reason for hope

And the riverbank sings

Of the waters of March

It's the promise of Spring

It's the joy in your heart

e o pe, e o chao,

e a marcha estradeira

Passarinho na mao,

pedra de atiradeira

e uma ave no ceu,

e uma ave no chao

e um regato, e uma fonte,

e um pedaco de pao

e o fundo do poco,

e o fim do caminho

No rosto o desgosto,

e um pouco sozinho

A spear, a spike,

A stake, a nail

It's a drip, it's a drop

It's the end of the tale

The dew on a leaf

In the morning light

The shot of a gun

In the dead of night

A mile, a must

A thrust, a bump

It's the will to survive

It's a jolt, it's a jump

The prim of a house

A body in bed

A car stuck in the mud

It's the mud, it's the mud

A fish, a flash

A wish, a wing

It's a hawk, it's a dove

It's the promise of Spring

And the riverbank sings

Of the waters of March

It's the end of despair

It's the joy in your heart

e uma cobra, e um pau,

e Joao, e Jose

e um espinho na mao,

e um corte no pe

Sao as aguas de marco

fechando o verao

e a promessa de vida

no teu coracao

A stick, a stone

It's the end of the road

The stump of a tree

It's a frog, it's a toad

A sigh, a breath

A walkaround

A life or death

A ray in the sun

And the riverbank sings

Of the waters of March

It's the promise of life

It's the joy in your heart