Minha Voz, Minha Vida

My voice, my life
My secret and my revelation
My hidden light
My compass and my disorientation
If love enslaves
But it's the only liberation
My voice is precise
Life that is no less mine than the song
To be happy, to suffer
To wait, I sing
To be happy, to suffer
To wait, I sing
My love, believe
That we can grow like this
A limitless flower
It's only because I carry
Life here in the voice