Waters of March
Gal Costa/Tom Jobim Lyrics
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É um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinho
É um caco de vidro, é a vida, é o sol
É a noite, é a morte, é um laço, é o anzol
É peroba no campo, é o nó da madeira
Caingá candeia, é o matita-pereira
É madeira de vento, tombo da ribanceira
É o vento vetando, é o fim da ladeira
É a viga, é o vão, festa da ciumeira
É a chuva chovendo, é conversa ribeira
Das águas de março, é o fim da canseira
É o pé, é o chão, é a marcha estradeira
Passarinho na mão, pedra de a tiradeira
É uma ave no céu, é uma ave no chão
É um regato, é uma fonte, é um pedaço de pão
É o fundo do poço, é o fim do caminho
No rosto um desgosto, é um pouco sozinho
É um estepe, é um prego, é uma conta, é um conto
É um pingo pingando, é uma conta, é um ponto
É um peixe, é um gesto, é uma prata brilhando
É a luz da manha, é o tijolo chegando
É a lenha, é o dia, é o fim da picada
É a garrafa de cana, o estilhaço na estrada
É o projeto da casa, é o corpo na cama
É o carro enguiçado, é a lama, é a lama
É um passo, é uma ponte, é um sapo, é uma rã
É um resto de mato na luz da manhã
São as águas de março fechando o verão
É a promessa de vida no teu coração
É uma cobra, é um pau, é João, é José
É um espinho na mão, é um corte no pé
São as águas de março fechando o verão
É a promessa de vida no teu coração
É pau, é pedra, é o fim do caminho
É um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinho
É um passo, é uma ponte, é um sapo, é uma rã
É um belo horizonte, é uma febre terça
São as águas de março fechando o verão
É a promessa de vida no teu coração
The lyrics to Gal Costa/Tom Jobim's song Waters of March make use of poetic imagery to paint a picture of nature and life. The verses are made up of short phrases that describe various objects and elements such as stones, branches, and rain, giving each a symbolic representation. These elements that are often associated with life also represent its inevitable end, as seen in the phrase "It's the end of the road, it's a little loneliness." However, these words are often juxtaposed with the sounds of nature and new beginnings, such as "It's a promise of life in your heart."
As the song progresses, the lyrics explore the cyclical nature of life, for instance, the "waters of March" mark the end of summer and the promise of new life to come. In the same breath, they emphasize the importance of all aspects of life, from the small and mundane "It's a nail, it's a bill, it's a point," to the beauty of the world around us "It's a bird in the sky, it's a bird on the ground." By using a mix of the familiar and the abstract, Waters of March highlights the interconnectedness of all things in life and the beauty that can be found in both the simple and complex.
Line by Line Meaning
É o pau, é a pedra, é o fim do caminho
Life is full of obstacles and challenges, represented by sticks and stones that block our path.
É um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinho
Sometimes we are left feeling lonely, like a small leftover piece of wood.
É um caco de vidro, é a vida, é o sol
Life can be beautiful like the sun, but it can also be fragile like a shard of glass.
É a noite, é a morte, é um laço, é o anzol
We can experience darkness and death, but also the lure and entrapment of love or desired experiences.
É peroba no campo, é o nó da madeira
Nature and its elements, such as trees with strong roots and twisted bark, represent our resilience and strength.
Caingá candeia, é o matita-pereira
Names of trees and birds, representative of the diversity of nature and the world around us.
É madeira de vento, tombo da ribanceira
Nature can also be unpredictable, and we are subject to forces beyond our control such as falling trees or landslides.
É o mistério profundo, é o queira ou não queira
Life can be full of mysteries and unknowns that we must accept and navigate regardless of our desires and intentions.
É o vento vetando, é o fim da ladeira
The wind can either push us forward or hinder our progress, and we may reach the end of our path sooner or later than we expect.
É a viga, é o vão, festa da ciumeira
We may experience jealousy and envy, represented by the gaps between beams and the celebration of others' success.
É a chuva chovendo, é conversa ribeira
Sometimes we engage in small talk or gossip, akin to the repetitive sound of raindrops falling and hitting a river.
Das águas de março, é o fim da canseira
The end of March signifies the end of the summer and the end of our weariness and fatigue.
É o pé, é o chão, é a marcha estradeira
We must keep walking, step by step, on our journey through life, represented by the sound of feet hitting the pavement.
Passarinho na mão, pedra de a tiradeira
We may experience moments of joy and accomplishment, but also moments of struggle and pain, represented by a bird in our hand and a stone slingshot.
É uma ave no céu, é uma ave no chão
Birds can soar high in the sky or be grounded on the earth, representing the highs and lows we experience in life.
É um regato, é uma fonte, é um pedaço de pão
Small things in life, like a flowing stream, a fountain, or a piece of bread, can bring us joy and comfort.
É o fundo do poço, é o fim do caminho
We may feel like we have reached rock bottom, but from there we can only look up and find a new path forward.
No rosto um desgosto, é um pouco sozinho
We may carry sadness and loneliness on our face and in our hearts, even in the midst of others.
É um estepe, é um prego, é uma conta, é um conto
Life is full of diverse experiences and events, including car troubles, unexpected expenses, and imaginations of tales and stories.
É um pingo pingando, é uma conta, é um ponto
Small things can accumulate and build over time, like the consistent dripping of a single drop of water or the accumulation of small details in life.
É um peixe, é um gesto, é uma prata brilhando
We may experience moments of beauty and wonder, like a shining silver fish or a kind gesture from someone else.
É a luz da manha, é o tijolo chegando
Each new morning brings new opportunities and experiences, even small ones like a brick delivery.
É a lenha, é o dia, é o fim da picada
The end of a path, the end of a day, or the burning of wood are all symbolic of the completion of a journey or task.
É a garrafa de cana, o estilhaço na estrada
We may experience unexpected obstacles or accidents, like broken glass on the road or a broken bottle of alcohol.
É o projeto da casa, é o corpo na cama
We may have grand aspirations and plans for the future, but in the end we must also take care of our physical bodies and rest.
É o carro enguiçado, é a lama, é a lama
We may experience setbacks and obstacles, like a broken down car stuck in mud, but we can persevere and move forward regardless.
É um passo, é uma ponte, é um sapo, é uma rã
We may encounter new opportunities and challenges, like crossing a bridge or catching a frog, and must be willing to adapt and take risks.
É um resto de mato na luz da manhã
Even small things, like a patch of grass or weeds in the morning light, can be beautiful and significant in their own way.
São as águas de março fechando o verão
The onset of March represents the end of summer and a transition to a new season, bringing with it new experiences and challenges.
É a promessa de vida no teu coração
Despite the challenges and struggles we face in life, we must hold onto hope and the promise of a better future.
É uma cobra, é um pau, é João, é José
Life is full of diversity and complexity, represented by different creatures and people with different names and backgrounds.
É um espinho na mão, é um corte no pé
We may experience pain and discomfort, like a thorn in our hand or a cut on our foot, but we can overcome these obstacles and heal.
É um belo horizonte, é uma febre terça
The horizon represents hope and a promising future, while a fever represents temporary discomfort and illness.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ANTONIO PECCI FILHO TOQUINHO, VINICIUS DE MORAES
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@bixsingsthemusicoflife2047
What a great song. ENGLISH LYRICS HERE:
A stick, a stone,
It's the end of the road,
It's the rest of a stump,
It's a little alone
It's a sliver of glass,
It is life, it's the sun,
It is night, it is death,
It's a trap, it's a gun
The oak when it blooms,
A fox in the brush,
A knot in the wood,
The song of a thrush
The wood of the wind,
A cliff, a fall,
A scratch, a lump,
It is nothing at all
It's the wind blowing free,
It's the end of the slope,
It's a beam, it's a void,
It's a hunch, it's a hope
And the river bank talks
of the waters of March,
It's the end of the strain,
The joy in your heart
The foot, the ground,
The flesh and the bone,
The beat of the road,
A slingshot's stone
A fish, a flash,
A silvery glow,
A fight, a bet,
The range of a bow
The bed of the well,
The end of the line,
The dismay in the face,
It's a loss, it's a find
A spear, a spike,
A point, a nail,
A drip, a drop,
The end of the tale
A truckload of bricks
in the soft morning light,
The shot of a gun
in the dead of the night
A mile, a must,
A thrust, a bump,
It's a girl, it's a rhyme,
It's a cold, it's the mumps
The plan of the house,
The body in bed,
And the car that got stuck,
It's the mud, it's the mud
Afloat, adrift,
A flight, a wing,
A hawk, a quail,
The promise of spring
And the riverbank talks
of the waters of March,
It's the promise of life
It's the joy in your heart
A stick, a stone,
It's the end of the road
It's the rest of a stump,
It's a little alone
A snake, a stick,
It is John, it is Joe,
It's a thorn in your hand
and a cut in your toe
A point, a grain,
A bee, a bite,
A blink, a buzzard,
A sudden stroke of night
A pin, a needle,
A sting, a pain,
A snail, a riddle,
A wasp, a stain
A pass in the mountains,
A horse and a mule,
In the distance the shelves
rode three shadows of blue
And the riverbank talks
of the waters of March,
It's the promise of life
in your heart, in your heart
A stick, a stone,
The end of the road,
The rest of a stump,
A lonesome road
A sliver of glass,
A life, the sun,
A knife, a death,
The end of the run
And the riverbank talks
of the waters of March,
It's the end of all strain,
It's the joy in your heart.
@adburger
Waters of March - English translation
A stick, a stone,
its the end of the road,
It’s what’s left of a stump,
It’s a little alone
It’s a sliver of glass,
It is life, it’s the sun,
It is night, it is death,
It’s a snare, it’s a gun
It’s the blossoming field,
It’s the candlelight’s blush,
It’s the knot in the wood,
it’s the song of the thrush
It’s the wood of the wind,
It’s the cliff and the fall,
It is Mystery’s depths,
It is nothing at all
It’s the wind blowing free,
It’s the crest of the slope,
It’s a beam, it’s a bay,
it’s the thrill at the top.
It’s the rain raining down,
it’s a wild flood of talk,
as March waters dissolve
all the cares of the heart.
The foot, the ground,
it’s the heavy walk home,
it’s the bird in the hand,
it’s the slingshot’s fresh stone.
It’s a bird in the sky,
It’s a bird in the wood,
It’s a stream, it’s a spring,
it’s a morsel of food.
It’s the base of a well,
it’s the end of the line,
the dismay on a face,
it’s a loss, it’s a find.
It’s a spear, it’s a spike
it’s a tale, it’s a bill,
it’s a tip, it’s a top, a drop
dripping at will.
A fish, a flash,
a silvery glow,
it’s the fresh morning light,
it’s the spring of a bow
It’s a truckload of wood,
it’s the pain of the bite
it’s cachaça drunk straight
on the street in the night
It’s the plan of the house,
it’s a body in bed,
it’s the car that got stuck,
it’s the mud, it’s the mud!
A step, a bridge,
a frog and a child,
it’s the landscape alive
in the fresh morning light
And the waters of March
put the summer to sleep
with the promise of life
that the heart gets to keep.
It’s a snake, it’s a stick,
it is John, it is Joe,
it’s a thorn in the hand,
it’s a cut to the toe.
And the waters of March
put the summer to sleep
with the promise of life
that the heart gets to keep.
A stick, a stone,
its the end of the road,
It’s what’s left of a stump,
It’s a little alone
A step, a bridge,
a frog and a child
It’s a lovely horizon,
it’s a fever gone wild
And the waters of March
put the summer to sleep,
with the promise of life
that the heart gets to keep.
-Pau, -Edra, -Im, -Inho
-Aco, -Idro, -Ida, -Ol
And the waters of March
put the summer to sleep,
with the promise of life
that the heart gets to keep.
@davidleutzinger3082
I love how you can hear the smile in the singing. Especially at the end. This song always cheers me up
@atlienrider6048
And all while holding a cig and probably 3 sheets in the wind. What a wonderful time and place.
@elizabethswartz443
EXACTLY❗ Both of you!!
@federiconiche6012
Scat
@stephaniepicchi9023
I have always said the exact same thing. Their chemistry, the smiles … it’s a party I want to attend 24/7 :)
@ptkwilliams
I have never seen this video but as soon as I realized it was this recording I had to switch tabs to watch their smiles I always knew were there :)
@rydenfirestarter5358
I have watched this so many times during this pandemic. The chemistry between these two is so beautiful. I can listen to this over and over again to just feel better about the world in these dark times.
@edmondm8411
Amen to that! I totally agree with you!!
@Richie8a8y
Hope you’re ok dear. XO
@donpaladino
Amen to THAT.