Ararinha

She jumps, she knows the leaflet
She samba, she sings
She walks on tiptoe
She is my face, she is a rare jewel
She is beautiful, the macaw is my love

I'm flapping wings in my soul when I fly
And I see Christ at my feet, redeemer

She's mine, she knows the slang
She spins, she swings, she's like a flower
She plays, she leaves in the breeze, she cheers
Macaw is my love

The sun warming the feather, in the song
The ground just wants to find the sky in life

Only with her I am, she is my love
Fly, love