Oya (canto De Oração)

Oya
It's the people from here asking not to suffer
Our stranded people need to survive
And hands are raised asking God, Oya
One can't live without flour and there's no porridge
There wouldn't be reasons for us to lose heart
If there were a remedy for us to remedy
The search for the cure that will come is far
In the sky of Brasília stars will fall
And the dust of so much dirt will rise
Oya
Could the strength of faith that carries our life
Move mountains and throw them into the sea
So many good people who only have bad to give
Could the strength of faith that carries our life
Move mountains so we can pass
It's our prayer asking God
Oya