Casinha Branca
Fábio Jr.
White Little House
I have been so lonely lately
That I can't even see ahead
Nothing that gives me pleasure
I feel happiness getting further away
I see in my youth
So many dreams perish
I wanted to have in life simply
A place of green bushes
To plant and to harvest
To have a white little house with a balcony
A backyard and a window
Just to see the Sun rise
Sometimes I go out walking through the city
In search of friendship
I keep following the crowd
But I find myself looking at each face
Each one has their mystery
Their suffering, their illusion
I wanted to have in life simply
A place of green bushes
To plant and to harvest
To have a white little house with a balcony
A backyard and a window
Just to see the Sun rise
I wanted to have in life simply
A place of green bushes
To plant and to harvest
To have a white little house with a balcony
A backyard and a window
Just to see the Sun rise