Águas de Março (part. Tom Jobim)

It's a stick, it's a stone, it's the end of the road
It's a stump, it's a little lonely
It's a shard of glass, it's life, it's the Sun
It's the night, it's death, it's the snare, it's the hook

It's peroba from the field, it's the knot of the wood
Caingá, candle, it's Matita Pereira
It's wind wood, falling from the cliff
It's the deep mystery, it's whether you like it or not

It's the wind blowing, it's the end of the hill
It's the beam, it's the span, the ridge party
It's the rain raining, it's riverside chatter
From the waters of March, it is the end of tiredness

It's the foot, it's the ground, it's the road gear
Bird in hand, stone in sling
A bird in the sky, a bird on the ground
It's a stream, it's a spring, it's a piece of bread

It's rock bottom, it's the end of the road
On the face the disgust, it's a little lonely
It's a strap, it's a nail, it's a tip, it's a point
It's a dripping drop, it's a bill, it's a tale

It's a fish, it's a gesture, it's shining silver
It's the morning light, it's the brick coming in
It's the firewood, it's the day, it's the end of the trail
It's the bottle of sugarcane, the shrapnel on the road

It's the project of the house, it's the body in bed
It's the broken down car, it's the mud, it's the mud
It's a step, it's a bridge, it's a frog, it's a toad
It's a remnant of bush, in the morning light

It's the waters of March closing the summer
It is the promise of life in your heart

It's a snake, it's a stick, it's John, it's Joseph
It's a thorn in the hand, it's a cut in the foot
It's the waters of March closing the summer
It is the promise of life in your heart

It's a stick, it's a stone, it's the end of the road
It's a stump, it's a little lonely
It's a step, it's a bridge, it's a frog, it's a toad
It's a beautiful horizon, it's a Tuesday fever

It's the waters of March closing the summer
It is the promise of life in your heart

Hey, Edra
Im, inho
This, hollow
I hear, inho
Steel, iron
Go, hello
Night, day
Steel, zol

It's the waters of March closing the summer
It is the promise of life in your heart