Cascavel Brazil

Do you know of a place?

Where the language sounds like a melody.

Where sunrises spring forth,

Like amber, tangerine stars.

Where hospitality blooms,

And is sweet like honey.



I know a place



Where Gods spirit runs as wild,

As the cars that try to kill you.



I know a place



That waves their flag with pride,

And for a moment in time,

Stops to celebrate the sport of it.



I know a place



Where the ground is fertile,

And is red like Mars.



The seed is sown there.

It is sown by my amigos,



mue amigas,



and my family.



A family of red and yellow, black and white,

And we are indeed ALL precious in GODS sight.



Behold here and now

Did God bring the rain



And angels did rejoice at the sound

Of His sheep crying for the shephard



"my sheep know my name. they hear my voice, and they follow me"



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