Ela e Eu
Maria Bethânia
Her and I
There are flowers of concentrated colors
Waves burn rocks with their salt
Vibrations of the Sun in the dust of the road
Many things, almost nothing
Cataclysms, carnival
There are many inhabited planets
And the emptiness of the vastness of the sky
Good and evil and mouth and honey
And this voice that God gave me
But nothing is like her and I
Tears soak my face
I live the rare strength of this pain
Clear as the sunlight that animates everything
Like the very perfection of rhyme for love
Another man may bathe
In the light that grew with this woman
Many moments that are born
Much time that has died
But nothing is like her and I
