Title: My house…
Name: R. J.S.R.B.Leão
Music and lyrics of Marcus Viana ( https://www.facebook.com/MarcusVianaOficial )
“Pantanal”
Are like veins, serpents
The rivers that braid the heart of Brazil
Taking the Water of Life
From the bottom of the earth to the heart of Brazil
People who understand
And that speaks the language of plants, of the bugs
People who know
The way of the waters of earth, of heaven
Old mystery kept in the wombs of endless woods
Lost treasure from us
Far from good and evil
Son of the Pantanal
Legends of breed , lost cities
In the jungles of the heart of Brazil
The Indians of God count
Coming down from space in the heart of Brazil
Rediscovering the Americas Five Hundred Years Later
Fighting with fingernails
To be entitled to one later
Comes from a millennium the ransom of the life of the dream of the good
The earth is so green and blue
Children of childrens children
Of our children will observe
Legends of races, lost cities
In the jungles of the heart of Brazil
The Indians of God count
Coming down from space in the heart of Brazil
Rediscovering the Americas Five Hundred Years Later
Fighting with fingernails
To be entitled to one later
Comes from a millennium the ransom of the life of the dream of the good
The earth is so green and blue
Children of childrens children
Of our children will observe
The future is so green and blue
Children of childrens children
Of our children will observe