Um Ser de Luz

One day
A being of light was born
In a small town
And the boy God blessed him
With a white cloak when baptized
He turned into a mockingbird
Owner of the verses of a troubadour
And the queen of his place

Her voice then began to spread
Running on the ground
Crossing the sea
Carried by the air
Wherever she went, she drove away the pain
With the power of her singing

But one day it happened
That the boy God called her
And she left to sing
Beyond the moonlight
Where the stars live
And we stay remembering
Watching the sky clear up
Hoping to see her, mockingbird

Mockingbird
How we miss your joy
Without you, my song is now just
Melancholy

Sing, my mockingbird,
Fly, my mockingbird,
Goodbye, my mockingbird...
Until one day...