Folha Seca

I compare the life of man without God
Like a dry leaf fallen to the ground
That goes wherever the wind takes it
Everything is sadness, everything is loneliness
Your life is sad, so full of pain
Your troubled days, without consolation
This is the life of a man without God
It's a dry leaf fallen on the ground

It's a dry leaf fallen on the ground
That goes wherever the wind takes it
This is the life of a man without God
Poor wretch only thinks about sinning
This is the life of a man without God
Poor wretch only thinks about sinning

I was once lost in the world
I had no peace and no consolation
Full of problems, so discouraged
My sad life, sad solitude
Today I am a believer, I no longer live aimlessly
I have my path that goes to Zion
So I go on singing, longing for heaven
I'm no longer a leaf fallen on the ground

It's a dry leaf fallen on the ground
That goes wherever the wind takes it
This is the life of a man without God
Poor wretch only thinks about sinning
This is the life of a man without God
Poor wretch only thinks about sinning