A Translation

Here is the translation into english of a famous Brazilian song named Aguas de Marco, Waters of March. One of my favorites.

A stick, a stone,

It's the end of the road,

It's the rest of a stump,

It's a little alone
It's a sliver of glass,

It is life, it's the sun,

It is night, it is death,

It's a trap, it's a gun

The oak when it blooms,

A fox in the brush,

A knot in the wood,

The song of a thrush
The wood of the wind,

A cliff, a fall,

A scratch, a lump,

It is nothing at all

It's the wind blowing free,

It's the end of the slope,

It's a beam, it's a void,

It's a hunch, it's a hope

And the river bank talks

of the waters of March,

It's the end of the strain,

The joy in your heart

The foot, the ground,

The flesh and the bone,

The beat of the road,

A slingshot's stone
A fish, a flash,

A silvery glow,

A fight, a bet,

The range of a bow

The bed of the well,

The end of the line,

The dismay in the face,

It's a loss, it's a find
A spear, a spike,

A point, a nail,

A drip, a drop,

The end of the tale

A truckload of bricks,

in the soft morning light

The shot of a gun

in the dead of the night
A mile, a must,

A thrust, a bump,

It's a girl, it's a rhyme,

It's a cold, it's the mumps

The plan of the house,

The body in bed,

And the car that got stuck,

It's the mud, it's the mud
Afloat, adrift,

A flight, a wing,

A hawk, a quail,

The promise of spring

And the riverbank talks

of the waters of March,

It's the promise of life

It's the joy in your heart

A stick, a stone,

It's the end of the road

It's the rest of a stump,

It's a little alone
A snake, a stick,

It is John, it is Joe,

It's a thorn in your hand

and a cut in your toe

A point, a grain,

A bee, a bite,

A blink, a buzzard,

A sudden stroke of night
A pin, a needle,

A sting, a pain,

A snail, a riddle,

A wasp, a stain

A pass in the mountains,

A horse and a mule,

In the distance the shelves

rode three shadows of blue

And the riverbank talks

of the waters of March,

It's the promise of life

in your heart, in your heart

-Aguas de Marco, By Antonio Carlos Jobim

Dt

P.s. This song is talking about Fall, when the blister of summer is fading. This is one of the most beloved times of year for brazilians because they can actually go outside without worrying about heat stroke.

P.p.s In the Various good music section there is a video of the recording of Aguas de Marco. You may recognize it because, 1, it's in portuguese, 2, it's a duet. Enjoy!