The great dark cloud leaves
The madness of the storm dissolves
The tide now recedes, flat and slow
The seagulls leave land without delay
They fly over without ruin Âfrom its rock
With so much wave and foam it is already dormant
While the sun shines again
There it kisses all the sand without fear
I went to see, I went to see
The storm, I came running
I went to see, I went to see
The storm, I came to tell you
Wreckage of wood in the stream< br/>They show what was once a prow
Painted with love and many colors
In the style of our good people
The drama of those waiting on the cliff remains
For whom God has already destined eternity
And it is a lesson that there is no will against God
Stay the calm fury of great longing

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