Pa'despenar
Susy Shock
To Plunge
The great torrent of mud and salt comes to me
Comes and fills my heart with doubt
I keep waiting and nothing
Brings this emerging flow
Not a single light on the path to plunge
I have the wildest river inside me
Sometimes I see it born from my eyes
I keep rowing clean
Oh, against the current
And the memory of those days of the trade wind fills me
I wish for new paths
Arms from the north to the south
Where opening the waters from shore to shore
Wet land
Deep cause
To express knowledge
To know how to say
To be that river that dreams
To trace my firm mark
To always return to my river
Always return
