Tem Mais Samba

There's more samba in the encounter than in the wait
There's more samba in malice than in the wound
There's more samba in the port than in the sail
There's more samba in forgiveness than in goodbye
There's more samba in the hands than in the eyes
There's more samba on the ground than in the moon
There's more samba in the man who works
There's more samba in the sound that comes from the street
There's more samba in the chest of those who cry
There's more samba in the tears of those who see
That good samba has no place or time
The heart is out
Samba unintentionally

Come, it will pass
Your suffering
If everyone danced samba
It would be so easy to live