Procissão de São Pedro

The procession of Saint Peter with so many faithful
Is already leaving the sight of Mother of God
Inside the boat or in my corner of faith
I am a sailboat alone in the light of the tides

I am taking my boat to the wind of the sails
The big beach is the sea of Galilee
In the fisherman's net, I am the float of his feet
Through exile I walk looking at the sky

Mother, divine mother
Back to your chapel, to fulfill my promise again

Glorious Lord Saint Peter
O patriarch of the sea
Who washes the boats in the wind
Fisherman without hesitation
Glorious Lord Saint Peter
Rocking again, journey of dreams and gifts
Sailor I go to the sea