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Súplica cearense

Wôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wôh-ooh

Wôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wéh-wéh-wéh
Wôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wôh-ooh

Oh! Deus
Perdoa esse pobre coitado
Que, de joelhos, rezou um bocado
Pedindo pra chuva cair, cair sem parar

Oh! Deus
Será que o Senhor se zangou?
E é só por isso que o sol se arretirou?
Fazendo cair toda chuva que há

Oh! Senhor
Pedi pro sol se esconder um pouquinho
Pedi pra chover, mas chover de mansinho
Pra ver se nascia uma plantam, uma planta no chão

Oh! Meu Deus
Se eu não rezei direito
A culpa é do sujeito
Desse pobre que nem sabe fazer a oração, êh-êh

Ôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wôh-du-du-ah-uaih
Ôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wôh-ooh

Ôh-uôh-ôh
Ôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, ai, ai, ai, ai
Ôh-ôh, ôh-ôh, ôh

Meu Deus
Perdoe encher meus olhos d'água
E ter-lhe pedido, cheio de mágoa
Pro sol inclemente se arretirar, retirar

Desculpe
Pedir a toda hora
Pra chegar o inverno e agora
O inferno queima o meu humilde Ceará

Oh! Senhor
Pedi pro sol se esconder um pouquinho
Pedi pra chover, mas chover de mansinho
Pra ver se nascia uma planta no chão
Planta no chão

Ôh-uôh-ôh
Ôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wéh-wéh-wéh
Ôh-uôh-ôh
Ôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wôh-ooh

Wôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh
Ai, ai, ai, ai
(Meu Ceará)

Ganancia demais, chuva não tem mais
Roubo demais, política demais
Tristeza demais
O interesse tem demais

Ganancia demais, fome demais
Falta demais, promessa demais
Seca demais
Chuva não tem mais

Ganancia demais, chuva tem
Não tem, tem e não tem
E quando tem é demais
Pobreza demais, como tem demais

Falta demais, ganância demais
Chuva não tem mais, seca demais
Roubo demais
O povo sofre demais, oh
Demais

Oh! Deus
Oh! Deus

Oh! Deus
Só se tiver Deus
Oh! Deus

Oh! fome
Oh! interesse demais
Falta demais
Principalmente fé em Deus

Cearense Plea

Wôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wôh-ooh

Wôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wéh-wéh-wéh
Wôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wôh-ooh

Oh! God
Forgive this poor wretch
Who, on his knees, prayed a lot
Asking for the rain to fall, to fall without stopping

Oh! God
Has the Lord become angry?
And is it only because of that that the sun has retreated?
Making all the rain fall

Oh! Lord
I asked for the sun to hide for a little while
I asked for rain, but for it to rain softly
To see if a plant would grow, a plant in the ground

Oh! My God
If I didn't pray right
The fault is the subject's
Of this poor man who doesn't even know how to pray

Ôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wôh-du-du-ah-uaih
Ôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wôh-ooh

Ôh-uôh-ôh
Ôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, ai, ai, ai, ai
Ôh-ôh, ôh-ôh, ôh

My God
Forgive me for filling my eyes with tears
And for having asked you, full of sorrow
For the relentless sun to withdraw, to withdraw

Excuse me
For asking all the time
For winter to come and now
Hell burns my humble Ceará

Oh! Lord
I asked for the sun to hide for a little while
I asked for rain, but for it to rain softly
To see if a plant would grow in the ground
Plant in the ground

Ôh-uôh-ôh
Ôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wéh-wéh-wéh
Ôh-uôh-ôh
Ôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh, wôh-ooh

Wôh-uôh-ôh
Wôh-uôh-ôh, ôh-ôh-ôh
Ai, ai, ai, ai
(My Ceará)

Too much greed, no more rain
Too much theft, too much politics
Too much sadness
There is too much interest

Too much greed, too much hunger
Too much lack, too many promises
Too much drought
No more rain

Too much greed, there is rain
There is not, there is and there is not
And when there is, it is too much
Too much poverty, too much

Too much lack, too much greed
No more rain, too much drought
Too much theft
The people suffer too much, oh
Too much

Oh! God
Oh! God

Oh! God
Only if there is God
Oh! God

Oh! hunger
Oh! too much interest
Too much lack
Especially faith in God