Água de Cachoeira
Maria Bethânia
Waterfall Water
There in the quarry
Rolls from the waterfall
A strong water
To bathe me
A strong water
To bathe me
It fills me with faith
Giving me a bath of peace
I drink from it in the gourd
And see the good it does me
Water to drink
Water to wet
Water to bless
Water to pray
At the mouth of the forest
There's a golden key
There are silver stones
And birds of omen
There's a sweet mystery
That I can't explain
I just know to tell you
That my father lives there
