A Casa Em Sintra

I know of a house in Sintra
That's where I wanted to live
Breathing the sacred air
That the ancients knew

Sintra was for a long time
The sanctuary of pilgrimage
It was here that all journeys ended
In meditation

And I see those houses
Of those who live down there
They don't realize anything
Never paid attention

To the splendor of the moonlight
And all the ministry when night falls
Anyone gets lost
Can't see in the dark where they're going

It was in a house in Sintra
That I would like to live
In the places at the end of the world
Where history hid

It was in a house in Sintra
Right above the entire sea
That I would like to delve deep
Discover truly who I am

I left my horse
In the gardens of Monserrate
Because I wanted to impress him
With the ground I would tread

From my window in Sintra
I see the whole universe living
My guitar in Sintra
Lets me hear the whole universe

It was in a house in Sintra
That I would like to live
And the desire was so strong
That it happened this way

It's in my house in Sintra
That I like to arrive
Rest from the journey around the world
Discover truly who I am

Let's go climbing
Through these hills
As the morning comes
From the sides of dawn...