Pai Mundo

The time that it takes to feel like going out
Poor me
Late afternoon in the city, the Sun
Sleeps by the sea
Everything that was from God, shone in your garden
The rosemary
All the art when you don't dare, is less seen

Let me slip on the waves of this sea
Unsure how God will give it right
It's rare the father be our world
Live with life, take your mission
Feel with pleasure when you feel passion
That the tide lowers, when we are about to leave

The time that it takes to feel like going out
Poor me
Late afternoon in the city, the Sun
Sleeps by the sea
Everything that was from God, shone in your garden
The rosemary
All the art when you don't dare, is less seen

Let me slip on the waves of this sea
Unsure how God will give it right
It's rare the father be our world
Live with life, take your mission
Feel with pleasure when you feel passion
That the tide lowers, when we are about to leave

Let me slip on the waves of this sea
Unsure how God will give it right
It's rare the father be our world
Live with life, take your mission
Feel with pleasure when you feel passion
That the tide lowers, when we are about to leave