Canção da Floresta
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Forest Song
Trees fall, indigenous people die
Forests burn, no one sees
That the future is asking
For shade and won't have
Think of God, alert the world
So the forest won't die
Devastation is a monster
That nature runs over
These spots of burning
That we see today on it
Are wounds that men
Made on its body
Use your hands, change a plant
Water the ground, make an orchard
Listen to the bird's voice
The forest wants to cry
Nature is asking
For no one to assassinate it
When the cedars fall
It even gives the impression
That the cracks are moans
Begging for compassion
The hands of the wicked man
Who killed them without reason
But when God misses
The wood that has been cut
Man may look
To blame the axe
Then God will ask
And for whom was it sharpened?
Fauna and flora are worth more
Than the value of gold
Nature is wild
But offends no one
She is the mother of living beings
She needs to live too
Listen to the indigenous people, clean the rivers
Do God this favor
The forest is a stage for birds
A museum of dreams and flowers
Let's take care with affection
Of what God made with love
Use your hands, change a plant
Water the ground, make an orchard
Listen to the bird's voice
The forest wants to cry
Nature is asking
For no one to assassinate it
Use your hands, change a plant
Water the ground, make an orchard
Listen to the bird's voice
The forest wants to cry
Nature is asking
For no one to assassinate it
Nature is asking
For no one to assassinate it
Nature is asking
For no one to assassinate it
Nature is asking
For no one to assassinate it
