Milagre dos Peixes

I see these fish and I go with my heart
I see these forests and I go with my heart to nature
Screens speak in colorful of colorful children
Of a television genius
And in the litter of our new saints
The sign of old times
Death, death, death to love
They don't speak of the sea and the fish
Nor let us see the girl, pure song
Nor see the flower born, nor see the Sun born
And I am just one more, one more
Talking about this pain, our pain
Drawing on these stones
I have in me all the colors
When I speak real things
And in the silence of this nature
I who love my friends
Free, I want to be able to say
I have these fish and I give with my heart
I have these forests and I give with my heart