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