The Waters of March Susannah McCorkle
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É pau, é pedra, [A stick, a stone,]
É o fim do caminho [It's the end of the road,]
É um resto de toco, [It's the rest of a stump,]
É um pouco sozinho [It's a little alone]
A stick, a stone
It's the end of the road
It's feeling alone
It's the weight of your load
It's a sliver of glass
It's life, it's the sun
It's night, it's death
It's a knife, it's a gun
A flower that blooms
A fox in the brush
A knot in the wood
The song of a thrush
The mystery of life
The steps in the hall
The sound of the wind
And the waterfall
It's the moon floating free
It's the curve of the slope
It's an ant, it's a bee
It's a reason for hope
É o fim do caminho [It's the end of the road,]
É um resto de toco, [It's the rest of a stump,]
É um pouco sozinho [It's a little alone]
A stick, a stone
It's the end of the road
It's feeling alone
It's the weight of your load
It's a sliver of glass
It's life, it's the sun
It's night, it's death
It's a knife, it's a gun
A flower that blooms
A fox in the brush
A knot in the wood
The song of a thrush
The mystery of life
The steps in the hall
The sound of the wind
And the waterfall
It's the moon floating free
It's the curve of the slope
It's an ant, it's a bee
It's a reason for hope
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