Fortuna

Born dancing on the nose of the world
Fortune invents beauty
in the embrace of its many families
mothers and sisters who take care of him
and mermaid glances
resting in the corners of his house

This forty-year-old boy
loved a man and then a woman
tells me
that he spent a year and a half in a commune
in the state of Bahia
and even though he has long since returned
he will always be a child of Yemanja

Tell me if this is or isn't magic
axé axé fortune to you
who says it's not true
we are obliged to be happy
tell me if this is or isn't magic
axé axé fortune to you
stories of those who stay
and those who instead leave everything and go away

Here I am on the shore in the foam of a wave
and here instead while I dance the samba
sometimes I wish I knew less
about how the world is going,
it no longer surprises me
to still feel a breath of purity
being earth, virgin forest