Where do you flow to?
Verdant paradise.
Where do you flow through?
Verdant paradise.
What will become of you?
Damn destruction.
Rushing through the forests,
you flow freely through the trees.
Mother, provider
to the wildlife and the people.
Daughter, sister
to the mountains and the trees.
In the distance:
Roar of trucks.
Shiny metal.
Moulded concrete.
Ravaged lands.
Drowned life.
Xingu.
Paradise.
Gone forever.
