Folha Seca

I compare the life of a man without God
With the dry leaf fallen on the ground
That goes wherever the wind takes
Everything is sadness, everything is loneliness

His life is sad, so full of pain
His troubled days without consolation
This is the life of a man without God
It's a dry leaf fallen on the ground

It's a dry leaf fallen on the ground
That goes wherever the wind takes
This is the life of a man without God
Poor wretch only thinks of sin
This is the life of a man without God
Poor wretch only thinks of sin

I was once lost in the world
I had no peace, no consolation
Full of problems, so discouraged
My life gloomy, sad loneliness
Today I am a believer, no longer adrift
I have my path that leads to Zion
So I go singing, longing for heaven
I am no longer a fallen leaf on the ground