Shortness of breath in the groans of sighs
The fever, its ghosts, its terrors
Without haste, step by step, more and more
The beast advances through the corridors
The doctor walks cautiously
Studies the enemy's tricks
The brave nurse overcomes fear
She cares little about the extent of the danger

The world is in disarray, left to God
The people do not give up, they are blindfolded
It's here and there without law, without further notice
I only know that it is necessary to believe

We are all part of this story
Even if fools bluff with death
In a game of truths and lies
A double game of luck and misfortune

Science spreads its wings
Hope ahead as a guide
With Saint John in prayer, the shamanic ritual
The intervention of Xangô in magic

In this corner here of poetry
House of fantasy and reason
The door opens and a new day enters
Through the window a heart comes in

The voice of a boat aboard the dawn
The sun of the dawn drying the lung
Last year if I died on the road
Maybe this year I won't die anymore

It's to ride the back of the tune
To disembark from the pandemic train
It's to make the rounded rhyme
The final burst of joy
Let's move forward, friend, let's go
Let's take that swig
Let's sing that life is only now
And if I sing, friend, life is nothing

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