Gonzaguinha
I keep the purity of the responses of children:
That’s life! It is beautiful and is beautiful!
To live and not be ashamed to be happy,
Sing,
The beauty of being a lifelong learner
I know
That life should be better and will
But it does not I repeat:
It’s beautiful, is beautiful and it’s beautiful!
And life? And life is what, tell me, my brother?
She’s the beat of a heart?
She is a sweet illusion?
But what life?
She is wonderful or is suffering?
It is joy or regret?
What is it? What is my brother?
Some say that people’s lives is nothing in this world,
It’s a drop, is a time
That neither gives a second,
Some say that God is a profound mystery,
It is the breath of the Creator in an attitude full of love.
You say it’s struggle and pleasure,
He says life is to live,
She says it is better to die
Well love is not, and the verb is to suffer.
I just know that I trust in the girl
And the girl I put the power of faith,
Are we doing life
How to give, or can, or wants,
Where desired by more than wrong,
Nobody wants to death, only health and luck,
And the question wheel, and head shakes.
Keep the purity of the responses of children:
That’s life! It is beautiful and is beautiful!
That’s life! It is beautiful and is beautiful!
