Deus No Meu Sertão
Daniel & Samuel
God in My Homeland
When the day breaks in my homeland
I see up close God with His creation
The thrush with its choir starts the celebration
And the forest turns into a song
The dove with its flock leaves the nests
And the little canaries color the trees
The rooster crows, the sun rises over the hills
It's God showing that it was made by His hands
A great kiskadee on the roof of the little house
Sings alone, missing its beloved
Who was taken by the hands of a hunter
Leaving pain embedded in its heart
And suddenly, the sky fills with swallows
Tiny ones, but they fill all the space
High-pitched notes are their melodies
Praising God with joy and without fatigue
And that's how God created everything perfect
And gave me strength in my heart to show in a song
Like a poet, a guitarist, a player
I show that the creator of my homeland reigns
At noon everything falls silent
Then I think the party's over
I hear from afar the song of a dove
Announcing that the fire has gone out
The birds are in the cozy shade
For a moment, to escape the burning sun
That tears through the leaves of the forest
To germinate every little seed
In the late afternoon the curió opens its beak
Letting out a shout that the sun has cooled
The chororó responds joyfully from the grass
And among the flowers, the hummingbird plays happily
But it saddens me, in my chest I feel sorrow
When the jaó declares night in the homeland
I grab the guitar and start to praise
The great Author of all this creation
And that's how God created everything perfect
And gave me strength in my heart to show in a song
Like a poet, a guitarist, a player
I show that the creator of my homeland reigns