Mind not open,
Mind not open,
I was in another world,
Mind not open,
Mind not open,
I was dreaming of a girl,
And all I ever wanted was one,
And all I ever wanted was to run,
And all I ever needed to worship was the sun.

BR:
Erô baba mixoro ero mi baba cujadê 
Erô baba mixoro ero mi baba 
Ijexá toca com agogô, toca com atabaque 
toca com coração


foi vovô quem deu lugar ao batuque feito com amor
disse bem erô babá, som madeira ecoa pelo ar
quem cantava transformou cerejeira em boca de tambor 
quem tocava enfeitiçou pé na terra pé de beira mar

ENG:
it was grandpa who made way for drumming made with love
he said well erô babá, the sound of wood echoes through the air
those who sang turned cherry trees into drums
those who played enchanted feet on the ground and by the sea

Dans un seul grain de sableil y a le SaharaEt dans une simple goutteil y a tout l'océanDans une feuille d'érableil y a le Canada
L'infiniment petitc'est l'infiniment grand
Dans un petit glaçonil y a tout l'AntartiqueEt dans un courant d'airil y a les ouragansDans un quart de soupiril y a toute la musique
L'infiniment petitc'est l'infiniment grand
C'est comme ça
c'est la vieà travers un microscopeou à travers un téléscopec'est du pareil au mêmedes boules tournentautour de boulesqui tournentde boules qui tournent
Dans un seul petit motil y a toutes les histoiresDans un éclat de rireil y a tout les enfantsDans un le regard d'un hommeil y a tout les espoirs
L'infiniment petitc'est l'infiniment grandL'infiniment petitc'est l'infiniment grand

There were no girls not wearing flowers
There were no boys not riding horses.
Girls with flowers waiting for the wedding.
Boys ride the horses to visit the girls’ families.

No flower will not fade
No horse will cross the bridge
Withered flowers are buried everywhere
The horse crossing the bridge does not turn back
When you sing my song.
My horse and I are tired.
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished
It's getting dark and the wine is almost finished