Gbala - Viagem ao Templo da Criação

My God
The great creator got sick
Because his generation is already lost
When creation ends
The creator disappears
To save the generation
Only hope and much love

So the paths were opened
And innocence entered the temple of creation
There the protective guides of the planet
Put the future in their hands
And through the Orixás they met
With the God of gods - Olorum
And they saw
They saw how the world was created
They were enchanted by Mother Nature
Discovering their own bodies they understood
That the function of man is to evolve
They learned the values of work and love
And the importance of justice
Seven waters revealed in seven colors
That beauty is the mission of every artist

Gbala is to rescue, save
And the child is the hope of Oxalá
Gbala, rescue, save
The child is the hope of Oxalá
Let's dream