O Cavaleiro e Os Moinhos
Elis Regina
The Knight and The Windmills
Believing in the golden existence of the sun
Even if in broad daylight
We are continuously whipped by the night
Breaking the chain that surrounds tomorrow
Waking up the swords
Sweeping the sphinxes from the crossroads
All this time was like sleeping on the ship
Without making a move
But weaving the thread of water and wind
I, troublemaker, became a knight,
Slyly, through the paths
My companion is armed to the teeth
There are no more windmills like the ones from the past
Oh, oh, lara uê laiá
Oh, oh, lara uê laiá
