Curupira - Celebrating Day of Folklore (Dia do Folclore) Day Illustrations on Night Cafe https://creator.nightcafe.studio/collection/oVwbzAkukSW7AdHNtpbR Watch on YouTube https://youtu.be/c59WaD2IZXc Watch on TikTok https://www.tiktok.com/@artelisabeth/video/7405680641607552287?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7399774625049740830 When the wind whistles high between the trees Is that just the passing of the breeze? Or is it Curupira singing? Can you hear their voice is ringing? Backward trails deceiving, Lead the wicked ones astray. They may come to burn and take, But in the forest deep, They have to stay. With hair of flame, the forest's guard, With feet turned round, dancing in the night, A trickster, a phantom, out of sight, Leading the greedy far from home, Lost in the wild, forever to roam. Can you hear their voice is ringing? Backward trails deceiving, Lead the wicked ones astray. They may come to burn and take, But in the forest deep, They have to stay. The hunters came with hearts of stone, But the forest whispered, ""You're not alone."" Curupira's laughter filled the air, And soon they found no path to tread. The trees converge to take the light, In dark forever, their greed their night. So heed this tale of the wildwood’s guard, For those who harm will be left scarred. The forest lives, the forest breathes, And Curupira watches, unseen in the leaves. Can you hear their voice is ringing? Backward trails deceiving, Lead the wicked ones astray. They may come to burn and take, But in the forest deep, They have to stay. They'll forever stay.
