Waters of March (Águas de Março)

É pau, é pedra, é o fim do caminho É um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinho 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 light, it's the sun It's night, it's death It's a knife,

A stick, a stone, It's the end of the road, It's the rest of a stump, It's a little alone It's a sliver of glass, It is life, it's the sun, It is night, it is death, It's a trap, it's a gun The oak when it blooms, A fox in the brush, The knot in the