Abalaú-aie

Abalaú-aie

Abalaú-aie in the protecting
Of the wounds, the pain so many bladders
And when I finally looked on, rise up
The world would be more cruel both
The step is in fact bringing
Where this assurance says from the Holy
Diverse more than words where you scares
The dream just made in a patch,
My God protects us of this damn
And when in reality the dictates fate
Sense that could transform
After every gashes on our skin,
The luck has already tenderly rejects
And leaves the sunshine in peace at clear.

Marcos Loures e GILBERTO FREITAS