Spirit Voices

We sailed up a river wide as a sea
And slept on the banks on the leaves of a banyan tree
And all of these spirit voices rule the night

Some stories are magical, meant to be sung
Song from the mouth of the river when the world was young
And all of these spirit voices rule the night

By moon we walk to the brujo's door
Along a path of river stone
Women with their nursing children seated on the floor
We join the fevers and the broken bones

The candlelight flickers, the falcon calls
A lime-green lizard scuttles down the cabin wall
And all of these spirit voices

Sing rainwater, sea water, river water, holy water
Wrap this child in mercy heal her heaven's only daughter
All of these spirit voices rule the night

My hands were numb, my feet were lead
I drank a cup of herbal brew
Then the sweetness in the air
Combined with the lightness in my head
And I heard the jungle breathing in the bamboo

Da licenca um momento
Te lembro
Que amanha
Sera tudo ou sera naoa
Depende, coracao
Sera breve ou sera grande
Depende da paixao
Sera sujo, sera sonho
Cuidado, coracao
Sera util, sera tarde
Se esmera, coracao
E confia
Na forca do amanha
Excuse me, one moment
I remind you
That tomorrow
It will he all or it will be nothing
It depends, heart
It will be brief or it will be great
It depends on the passion
It will be dirty, it will be a dream
Be careful, heart
It will be useful, it will be late
Do your best, heart
And have trust
In the power of tomorrow

Lord of the earthquake, my trembling bed
The spider resumes the rhythm of his golden thread
And all of these spirit voices rule the night
Пол Саймон
(португальские стихи Milton Nascimento)
на основе ганской песни "Yaa Amponsah" Якоба Сэма
"The Rhythm Of The Saints", 1990