O Menino da Tábua

I will tell this story, it is pure and real
That until today in the world there has been no other like it
In the countryside of São Paulo that this fact happened
Of a very humble, plebeian couple of farmers
In a poor little house a child was born one day

But only after many years that the fact was alarmed
That the child was not growing, leaving the people amazed
Poor father and poor mother who felt that drama
By the mysteries of God, the child did not eat
Only drank milk and water, on top of a board he lived

Lying on that board that he liked to stay
If placed in the cradle he wouldn't stop crying
On top of that board he was happy
So the years passed, that innocent angel
At twenty years old he died, went to live with God eternally

That piece of board was buried with him
Which in his years of life was his blessed cradle
As the 'Boy of the Board' he became known
And today many Christians have received miracles
Sick and crippled have been healed by him

It is in Maracaí that he is buried
To show gratitude for the miracle received
Many strange objects are left there at his grave
I always ask him to protect us from dangers
To give peace to the world
Every second be with me
To give peace to the world
Every second be with me