Colheita
Gonzaguinha
Harvest
Be calm like the sunlight tearing through the dark March night's pain.
Be the fruit of the sweat so holy that surrounds the work, May flower.
It will be justice for the hands covered in so much heat, October flower.
It will be beauty like the arrival of the colors of springs.
Be strong like the union of our hearts, work and pain.
Be firm like the waters slowly taking over the many lands.
It will be the fire that burns in every chest in the bonfires of passions.
And violent like love, the body demands, screams, takes, and shouts.
May it be a painful and abundant birth of life and joy, work and celebration.
May it be new like the emotion of a blind person seeing the light of a day.
It will be justice for the hands covered in so many calluses, October flower.
Be the fruit of the sweat so holy that surrounds the work, May flower.