Para-Raio [English translation]

Barefoot in a small place

Laying in a crescent quarter

Pale, warm, missing spirit

Quiet, closed body

I don't leave trace and I don't follow, I'm not obliged

I make no secret, I'm not gifted

Mind made up, eyes on the road

I forget the world, not crying for anything

In the arms of the sea

In the edge of the sand

Earth shakes, time splits

Who commands the rain is the wind

Who commands the rain is the wind

Lightning rod

Weathervane

Lightning rod

And time stops

And stops

Lightning rod

Weathervane