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Without being rude I concentrate
I close myself and focus
Without excluding without forgetting
I wear the armor and still love lightly
Equipping myself with strength and action
Ammunition is a direct shot at the target I want to conquer
I follow the paths without asking for permission
But without stepping over without trampling
And avoiding innocent yet deadly feet that surround
With faith in what I know and what I don't
In what I am and what I will be
I go today strong, more than yesterday
My resistance is voice
And if necessary
I learn to be fierce

Protect my calm
It must be strong to be, it must be strong
Joana prescribed
Rue bath, tea to bless
Closed body, echoing soul
Wind, just to sing, to sing
In the sway of the waters, in the gaze
In the dance of bodies to find
The ancestral strength, ancestral
Softly comes slowly
Step firmly, come conquer
Let your voice out and sing, sing