Oh God, forgive this poor wretch
Who prayed a lot on his knees
Asking for the rain to fall non-stop

Oh God, did you get angry
And that's why the sun withdrew
Causing all the rain to fall

Lord, I asked for the sun to hide a little
I asked for it to rain, but rain gently
To see if a plant would grow on the ground

My God, if I didn't pray right, forgive me
I think the fault was
Of this poor man who doesn't even know how to pray

My God, forgive me for filling my eyes with water
And having asked you full of sorrow
For the relentless sun to withdraw

Forgive me for asking all the time for winter to come
Forgive me for asking to end the hell
That always burned my Ceará

La laiá laiá laiá laiá

Lord, I asked for the sun to hide a little
I asked for it to rain, but rain gently
To see if a plant would grow on the ground

My God, if I didn't pray right, forgive me
I think the fault was
Of this poor man who doesn't even know how to pray

My God, forgive me for filling my eyes with water
And having asked you full of sorrow
For the relentless sun to withdraw

Forgive me for asking all the time for winter to come
Forgive me for asking to end the hell
That always burned my Ceará
That always burned my Ceará
That always burned my Ceará
That always burned my Ceará

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