Dunas [English translation]

Month of March in Salvador

Summer in in the end.

All the vegetation is blossoming

And I feel like in a garden

The one who leaves Abaeté

Going to Flamengo Beach

Not by car, but walking,

Through the dunes, into the vegetation

Will see such beauties

That you can barely describe:

There are orchids, gravatás,

clean water to drink

Horsetails and tegus, butterflies and beetles, there are greenblue lizards and gold colored foxes

Not to mention the birds, centipedes and scorpions, the pythons and the nests

Of vultures and nighthawks

I see pink orchids

Between yellow flowers

Colors dance. The hours pass by

Between watercolor stains

The afternoon comes. A faint smell of rosemary comes in the breeze

A cricket sings. I feel the life:

Everything is inside me.

Month of March in Salvador

Summer in in the end

All the vegetation is blossoming

And I feel like in a garden...