Cântico Negro

Come this way
Some say to me with sweet eyes
Extending their arms, and secure
That it would be good if I listened to them
When they say to me: Come this way!
I look at them with tired eyes
(There are ironies and weariness in my eyes)
And I cross my arms
And I never go that way
My glory is this
To create inhumanities
Not to follow anyone
For I live with the same lack of will
With which I tore my mother's womb
No, I don't go that way! I only go where
My own steps take me
If none of you answers
To what I seek to know
Why do you repeat to me: Come this way?

I prefer to slip in muddy alleys
Swirl in the winds
Like rags, drag my bloody feet
Than to go that way
If I came into the world, it was
Only to deflower virgin forests
And draw my own footsteps
On unexplored sand
The most I do is worth nothing

So how will you
Give me impulses
Tools and courage
To knock down my obstacles?
Running in your veins
Is the old blood of ancestors
And you love what is easy
I love the Far and the Mirage
I love the abysses, the torrents
The deserts

Go, you have roads
You have gardens, you have flowerbeds
You have a homeland, you have roofs
And you have rules, and treaties
And philosophers, and wise men
I have my madness
I raise it, like a torch
Burning in the dark night
And I feel foam, and blood
And songs on my lips
God and the Devil are the ones who guide
No one else
Everyone had a father, everyone had a mother
But I, who never begin nor end
I was born from the love that exists
Between God and the Devil

Ah! Let no one give me
Pious intentions
No one ask me for definitions
No one tell me: Come this way
My life is a storm that broke free
It is a wave that rose
It is one more atom that came to life
I don't know where I'm going
I don't know where I'm going
I know I'm not going that way