O Show de Deus

I want to show singing the brightness of nature
I see God working within this greatness
It seems like a beautiful orchestra that God conducts with perfection
The melody is the earth and God doesn't miss in His song
The notes are on the staff and God never lacks inspiration

At night, fireflies look like the sky on the ground
Imitating the stars shining in the darkness
The Moon also reflects its silver face lighting the way
The song of a potoo crosses the forest echoing alone
The howling wolf says: It is still happy in its little corner

Dawn reveals the birds waking up
The grassland sparrow leads the chapel, a choir with the whole flock
The canary responds then hides from a hawk
Also entering the scene is the seriema in the plateau
With its innocent singing brings nostalgia to the heart

The Sun tears through the mountains with its red rays
The smell rises from the dew-covered ground
The flowers, I know, don't speak, but exalt their perfume
The clouds form figures that are paintings to my eyes
It looks like a beautiful painting painted by God's hands

After the day breaks, the show continues
In the ripening corn, the parrots float
From the nests comes joy, as they announce someone was born
This is nature with its beauty that never died
And this grandeur is truly a show of God