Folha Seca

I compare the life of a man without God
Like a 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
That's 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
That's the life of a man without God
Poor wretch only thinks of sin
That's the life of a man without God
Poor wretch only thinks of sin

I was once lost in the world
I had no peace and 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