My fado is a mast
A tower
A cross of fire
A pain to last.
For how long
My homeland song
Is bound to go
Like a ship drifting along
Without a sea, without a hero?
For how many years
Is my heart bound to drop
Its purest tears
On the hardest rock?
When I complain
Time, once again,
Will respond:
Learn and recall
That love, after all,
Never comes in vain.
God, Father and Son
What have men done?
Their fever
Dried out Your Mother-River
Defying the Absolute.
Heaven will shiver
For God is mute.
His godly chant He'll soon renew
For rebirth is meant
For me and you.