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