Esconderijo do Amor
Genario
Love Hideout
Through the lands of goodwill
In the Moons of Love
I'm looking for you in the backlands of my road
In the shade of the juazeiro tree, on the trunk of the jatobá tree
In the corner so pimply that came out of a thrush
In the sand that was once a river
In the green that lost its color
In the house of the untamed wind
In the desert field of flowers
In every port without a lighthouse
And on moonless nights
In each falling asleep of the Sun
Hide your affection
In the leagues of my search
Closer than far
I'm looking for a cure recipe
For a suffering heart
Beautiful and lovely star
Neighbor of our lord
Find out for me
Reveal to me the hiding place of love
