Here your father sleeps, here your mother,
You cry? What do you do grandfather Parana does not mean that.
The father came to you and asked me to call me,
Do you know what my body is doing today.
On the floor of the house, I told the son,
Anyone know what that dawn will be in his last sleep?
I used to go to Tarah while wearing grazing clothes,
Where do you say or do you know where to go grandfather?
The talk stopped in response to your words,
All the languages of the world have cried crying back!
Grab your father's thong-yoke tied in two hands,
How much you cry in your mother