To not say that I didn’t speak of the flowers

(versão em inglês de Pra não dizer que não falei das flores de Geraldo Vandré)

Striding and singing

And following the song

We are all equal

Together or alone

In schools, on streets

On fields and on

Striding and singing

And following the song

Come let’s go away

That to wait is not to know

Who knows makes the time

Doesn’t wait time to flow

In the fields there’s hunger

In great plantations

On the streets marches

Undecided aggregations

They still use the flower

As their strongest banner

And believe on the flowers

Defeating the canon

Come let’s go away

That to wait is not to know

Who knows makes the time

Doesn’t wait time to flow

There’s soldiers armed

They’re loved or not

With weapons at hand

Almost all are lost

In the barracks an ancient

Lesson is taught

To die for your country

And live without thought

Come let’s go away

That to wait is not to know

Who knows makes the time

Doesn’t wait time to flow

In schools, on streets

On fields and on

We all are soldiers

Armed or non

Striding and singing

And following the song

We are all equal

Together or alone

The beloveds on mind

The flowers on land

Certainty ahead

The history at hand

Striding and singing

And following the song

Learning and teaching

A new piece of wisdom

Come let’s go away

That to wait is not to know

Who knows makes the time

Doesn’t wait time to flow