Veleja

Yehi, or
From the top of the sky, long before the sea, without fire, form and air
I start to gather, here and there, create, create, create

I let myself be invented, the mind blossoming, the soul wandering
Desert and moonlight, the river flows slowly, painting the green air

I will ascend in the sky the lantern
That will sail from the breaking of the bar to the laying of the chicks
At night the mother of the Moon, will sing with her beautiful charm
Everything for me, all this made for me

I created like a craftsman, with my hands I made a home
Without a canvas I painted, in a bird for it to fly
The mountain in the backlands, where the Sun will set
The shade of the mango tree, the coconut tree and the araçá

I created
A salute to the eternal architect, the craftsman of the universe
And as if that were not enough, you let the wind keep blowing
There is grace and kindness and the will to create
Of all that is beautiful and good we know, comes from there
Devoted in our, there is a little bit of God here in us

Hey hey, ai-ah
Hey hey, ai-a-a-ai-ai
Our moment has come, and the God of time
Owner of the agreement, wake up and sound, subject and verb became flesh and anchored

In our time, a feeling
Dancing trying to take steps going towards the one who created us one day
Left a little bit here
Let's spread this grace

Danced, frevoed in Brazil, smiled without fear
He likes it that way
Left a little bit here
Let's spread this grace

Danced, frevoed in Brazil, smiled without fear
He likes it
Let them say, think, talk
Created left a little bit here

Let's spread this grace
Danced, frevoed in Brazil, smiled without fear
He likes it that way
Left a little bit here

Let's spread this grace
Danced, frevoed in Brazil, smiled without fear
On the first day, the light, on the sixth day, here comes the man
On the seventh day he rested and I stay here thinking

Did a samba not happen in God's world?
Is samba what they want?
I have
Is samba what they want?

There it goes
Is samba what they want?
It's samba then there it goes
Is samba what they want?
It's samba, then we give
Hey hey

Left a little bit here, enough, sufficient
For what is free to spread like a spark in the middle of the dryness
Left a little bit here, for our life to devote
And back and forth that the world gives, radiates creation
Pass around, prayer in sight
There is a little bit of God here in us

Wow, this voice reached us, came and left
Peace, grace and love
Let's go! I'll go
Let's go! I'll go

Wow, this voice made a flower bloom, wherever it went
It transformed everything, transformed us, transformed everything
Come listen to our song
We made a party and revelry

After your embrace in us
It's a bond, the father is ours, it's a knot
Come listen to our song
We made a party and revelry

You left a little piece in us
It's a bond, the father is ours, it's a knot
A little bit of you stayed here in us

Decundeaeae decundeaeaô
You here in us
Decundeaeae decundeaeaô
You here in us

Decundeaeae decundeaeaô
You here in us
Decundeaeae decundeaeaô
A little bit of you stayed here in us

Decundeaeae decundeaeaô
You here in us
Decundeaeae decundeaeaô
You here in us
Decundeaeae decundeaeaô
You here in us
Decundeaeae decundeaeaô