Cantiga Da Terra

I want to see what the Earth gives me
At the break of this morning
The mint, the corn, and the guava
The vine and the apple

Oh mother of water, oh mother of a thousand rains
I don’t want your downpour anymore
I want to see the light of April
The joy in the yard

And I’ll gather yams and lemons
Mint and rosemary
And I’ll sing tunes and songs
To have you right by me

And in the sways of your dance
I want to be the singer
And I’ll greet the beauty in your gaze
To the beat of the drum