clear water waiting for a miracle
that reaches your soul clear.
A child's care, hope
silent as a seed to sprout.
We cries for help and delivery
his pat on the fertile slopes
watering the field and poor thirst for calm,
which is home to plants and fish.
man responds to this call
water in the pit dies.
There is no other way to save,
only aware of his fate.
Wake heart, we must stop it
to waste, a matter of urgency.
No time to think, poor little
dry plates, is that you do not feel
from your spirit that is asleep
and thinks that is a lie wait no longer.
Listen ... nature calls,
if you are part of the land inert
crying from the depths of the seas,
suffering as a mother who does not sleep.
Listen ... no longer hide their heads
and fight for water decreases.
