Belo Pra Mim
Alberto Costa
Beautiful to Me
Beautiful to me
Is a child playing
Listening to a thousand songs
In a seashell
It's rain falling
It's a field in bloom
And above all
It's love
Beautiful to me
When I am suffering
And the darkness of the soul
Begins to grow
It's knowing with joy
That beyond, far beyond
Waiting for me
There is someone
