A Chuva [English translation]

Rain falls from the sky like a flame of water, running across the ground.

Giving water to the fawn, cleansing our souls and watering the whole plantation.

Over the soil it runs, following its destiny to the sea.

And it evaporates again, for the cycle of life can't be stopped.

Rain has always been so good, but today not even a drizzle falls so sweetly on us.

Polluting our air the rain has become acid as well.

Corroding the slopes already exposed and full of erosion.

It takes the clay and the garbage to the rivers. Now that they are sullied they lead to floods, there is no room for a runoff.

Oh humans, riches also have their price and this price is justly the reverse, loss of home, death and hunger.

Oh humans, can't you see that the rain also weeps, and God hearing the pleading, implores you to see that you cannot eat your wealth.

• Artist:Xuxa
• Album:Tô de bem com a vida