Lobo-Guará

Here, where loneliness sings
And here, alone we stand
Once we were the kings
They’d seen across these lands
Poetry of rain
We hear a storming night
«Won't you feel the winter and wind?»
Before all wolves hide
We’ll ask you why
Your gun and your wish
In my way
I thought I could live
You thought I could die
Once I believed
Your will and your hearts
(were) by my side
Andando, em solo sagrado
Nos sonhos teus
Em bandos, abençoados
Sou livre, não seu
Andando, em solo sagrado
Nos sonhos de Deus
Uivando, os cantos amargos
Agora são teus
Here where loneliness lays
And here’s a howling sky
Under is the reign
That leads the last goodbye
Poetry of pain
We’ll hear it before we cry?
«Don't you feel the hunter, my prey?»
If all the wolves hide
I wish you survive
Your gun and your wish
In my way
I thought I could grieve
You thought I would fight
Why I believed
Your will and your hearts
(would be) by my side?
Andando, em solo sagrado
Nos sonhos de Deus
Uivando, os cantos amargos
Agora são teus