Raízes
João Paulo e Daniel
Roots
When the leaves start to fall
And the wind carries them from the ground
Longing stirs in my chest
And takes me back to the backlands
Where the song of a sabiá
Strongly sings the stories from there
Like confessing to God
Through a prayer
Where the Sun burns everything to see
And where life manages to be born
Even if it's from the middle of the lands
Without rain, without irrigation
Ah, if I could go back in time
And live every moment that memory brings me now
Ah, I would be a boy again
With the right to my recklessness
And run through the fields
I know the river sails to the sea
I know the dream cannot die
That's why there are certain things
That we can't forget
Like a groaning ox cart
Like the blooming of a flower
Like the Sun behind the mountains
Saying it's going to sleep
Swallows dancing in the sky
Singers singing cordel
They are roots of our land that we don't have here
Ah, if I could go back in time
And live every moment that memory brings me now
Ah, I would be a boy again
With the right to my recklessness
And run through the fields
Ah, if I could go back in time
And live every moment that memory brings me now
Ah, I would be a boy again
With the right to my recklessness
And run through the fields
