Súplica Cearence [English translation]

Oh God, pardon this poor man that I am

That so much prayed on his knees

Begging for the rain to come, without stopping

Oh God, is it just that you are angry on me

and that's why the sun went away

Causing all the rain that exists to fall down

Lord, I just asked you to hide the sun for a little

I asked for rain, but a quiet rain

Just to see at least some plant on the soil grow

Oh my God, if I didn't pray right, Lord, perdon me

I think that the blame is on

This wretch I am, that poorly knows to pray

My God, pardon me for showing you my eyes flooded in tears

For asking you, with my heart full of regret

To the severe sun draw away

Pardon me for asking you to the winter come

Pardon me for asking you to end the hell

which ravaged as always my Ceara