Alegria da Criação

I planted the seed of the word
Before the flood wiped out my cattle
I taught my son about farming and harvest
On a plot next door

The word broke free
Grew like a whale
In the silence of the night under the full moon
I saw the seasons change, the wind blowing
The sun shining again over the bay

I was a good engineer, a good beaver
I loved my beloved with all my heart
I regret nothing, just life
Taught me to sing this song

Sorceress
Mother of us all
Flower of the ear
Cursed to tyrants
Loving, we praise you
You’ve been around for over a million years
Girl

When the fire warms us
In the deep winter cold
A prayer comes to us
That from afar seems
Like a song

Our natural magistrate
Victorious
Healer of the afflicted
Lover of a thousand husbands
For over a million gone
Stormy

When the beast locked away
That overcomes us inside
Breaks the cage alone
Flies, flies, wild
Like a swallow