Eu e o Rio
Miltinho
Me and the River
River, path that walks and goes grumbling maybe a pain
How many stones have you carried, another stone you left lifeless and loveless.
You come from the top of the mountain, the belly of the earth tearing without mercy.
I also come from love with a chest torn by pain and so alone.
No, no, no, no
You didn't see the flower bow, your body kiss and stay behind.
And you have the sick habit of only moving forward and never turning back.
River, path that walks, the sea awaits you, don't run like that.
I am a sea waiting for someone who doesn't run to me.
