Asa Branca

Asa Branca

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When I looked to the land, burning
Like “fire of Saint John”,
I asked the God of sky
Why (are you sending such a) enormous maltreatment?

What a brazier, what a furnace,
No one (there isn't any) plant on plantation
For lack of water I lost my cattle,
My bay horse died because of thirst.

Even white wing
Made off (ran away) from my backwoods.
So I said: “Good bye Rosinha,
Keep my heart with you.”

Se espalhar na plantação
Que eu voltarei, viu

Numa triste solidão
Espero a chuva cair de novo
Para eu voltar pro meu sertão

Submitted by AndaribnMuzibek on Fri, 01/01/2010 - 00:00
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Asa Branca

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erika_hermi3 years 16 weeks
erika_hermi     August 8th, 2012

E as últimas estrofes?