A Linha e o Linho
Gilberto Gil
The Line and the Linen
It's your life that I want to embroider in mine
As if I were the fabric and you were the thread
And reality's needle in the hands of fantasy
Would be embroidering point by point our day-to-day
And our love would gradually appear
Our crazy feelings, our love
The zig-zag of torment, the colors of joy
The generous curve of understanding
Forming the petal of the rose, of passion
Your life my path, our love
You the thread and I the linen, our love
Our bedspread, our tablecloth
Reproduced in the embroidery
The house, the road, the stream
The sun, the bird, the tree, the nest of beauty
