Pantanal

They are like veins, serpents
The rivers that braid the heart of Brazil
Carrying the water of life
From the depths of the earth to the heart of Brazil

People who understand
And speak the language of plants, animals
People who know
The path of waters, lands, sky

Old mystery kept
In the depths of endless forests
Lost treasure of us
Far from good and evil
Child of Pantanal

Legends of races, lost cities
In the jungles of the heart of Brazil
The Indians tell of gods
Descending from space
In the heart of Brazil

Rediscovering the Americas
Five hundred years later
Fighting tooth and nail
To have a future

New millennium, the rescue of life
From the dream of good
The land is so green and blue
The children of our children's children
Will see

The land is so green and blue
The children of our children's children
Will see

(The children of our children's children)
(Will see)