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A stick, a stone,
It’s the end of the road,
É um resto de toco,
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

É peroba do campo,
é o nó da madeira
Caingá, candeia,
é o Matita Pereira

É madeira de vento,
tombo da ribanceira
É o mistério profundo,
é o queira ou não queira

It’s the wind blowing free,
It’s the end of the slope,
It’s a beam, it’s a void,
It’s a hunch, it’s a hope

And the river bank talks
of the waters of March,
It’s the end of the strain,
The joy in your heart

É o pé, é o chão,
é a marcha estradeira
Passarinho na mão,
pedra de atiradeira

A fish, a flash,
A silvery glow,
A fight, a bet,
The range of a bow

É o fundo do poço,
é o fim do caminho
No rosto o desgosto,
é um pouco sozinho

A spear, a spike,
A point, a nail,
A drip, a drop,
The end of the tale

A truckload of bricks
in the soft morning light,
The shot of a gun
in the dead of the night

A mile, a must,
A thrust, a bump,
It’s a girl, it’s a rhyme,
It’s a cold, it’s the mumps

The plan of the house,
The body in bed,
And the car that got stuck,
It’s the mud, it’s the mud

A float, a drift,
A flight, a wing,
A hawk, a quail,
The promise of spring

And the riverbank talks
of the waters of March,
It’s the promise of life
It’s the joy in your heart

And the riverbank talks
of the waters of March,
It’s the promise of life
It’s the joy in your hear

A stick, a stone,
It’s the end of the road,
É um resto de toco,
é um pouco sozinho

It’s a sliver of glass,
It is life, it’s the sun,
É a noite, é a morte,
é um laço, é o anzol

The plan of the house,
The body in bed,
And the car that got stuck,
It’s the mud, it’s the mud

É o projeto da casa,
é o corpo na cama
É o carro enguiçado,
é a lama, é a lama

São as águas de março
fechando o verão
É a promessa de vida
no teu coração

And the riverbank talks
of the waters of March,
It’s the promise of life
It’s the joy in your heart

And the riverbank talks
of the waters of March,
It’s the promise of life
It’s the joy in your heart