Aonde Quer Que Eu Vá

Wherever I go
God is there
On the paths I take
God is there

Wherever I go
God is there
On the paths I take
God is there

When the moon opens up its glow
The night feels like day
Every drop of dew that falls
Drips poetry away

I hide my tiredness
In a net of threads
From the life I carry on my back
In my little mud hut
All covered in straw

Bumpy and rough
Through slaps and punches
At night, the frogs croak
Tomorrow I’ll go from Bacurau

Hey Cascadura, I’m in Itamarati
Hey Cascadura, I’m in Itamarati
I like it here
But one day I’ll head over there

I’ll go to the countryside
Watch my time go by
In all my walking
God is there

Wherever I go
God is there
On the paths I take
God is there

Wherever I go
God is there
On the paths I take
God is there

When the moon opens up its glow
The night feels like day
Every drop of dew that falls
Drips poetry away

I hide my tiredness
In a net of threads
From the life I carry on my back
In my little mud hut
All covered in straw

Bumpy and rough
Through slaps and punches
At night, the frogs croak
Tomorrow I’ll go from Bacurau

Hey Cascadura, I’m in Itamarati
Hey Cascadura, I’m in Itamarati
I like it here
But one day I’ll head over there

I’ll go to the countryside
Watch my time go by
In all my walking
God is there

Wherever I go
God is there
On the paths I take
God is there

Wherever I go
God is there
On the paths I take
God is there