Preghiera semplice [English translation]

The enchantress dances, (1)

the enchantress dances,

with lavender in her hands.

Dance, round dance,

we step on the world,

we jump like Indians.

The life, the fate, the smell of my land,

the rustle of death, my doubts.

If that light will shine once again (2)

we’ll feel a bit more united, in the rivers, in the granaries.

But inevitably a new day will rise

and for the history troubles again

if it… will fade.

Oh Lord, you lead me, oh Lord, (3)

oh Lord, you lead me, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord!

The enchantress dances, (1)

the enchantress dances,

with licorice on her lips.

Bad, bad world

we jump in a round dance,

we pray like Africans.

The life, the fate, the smell of my land,

the rustle of death, my doubts.

If that light will shine once again (2)

we’ll feel closer to deserts and glaciers.

But inevitably another day will rise

for some people always, for others never

… it will fade.

A simple prayer can give you a lot,

but don't deceive yourself for the entrancement

that it will instill in you.

A simple prayer can help you

but don’t stop and wait

… in this way it will fade.

Nàm - Myo - Hò - Rénge - Kyò - (4)

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Oh Lord, you lead me, oh Lord, (3)

oh Lord, you lead me, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord

• Artist:Tazenda
• Album:Limba