Milagre

Maurino, Dadá, and Zéca, oh
They set out in the morning
It was Holy Wednesday, a day for fishing and fishermen
You know the weather can change
You know the weather can turn
Oh, the weather turned
Maurino, the tough one, held on
Dadá, the hard worker, toiled away
Zéca didn’t even say a word
It was just about casting the net and pulling it in
It was just about casting the net and pulling it in