Casinha Branca
Gilson
White Little House
I have been so lonely lately
That I can't even see ahead of me
Nothing that brings me pleasure
I feel happiness getting further away
Seeing in my youth
So many dreams fading away
I just 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
To see the Sun rise
Sometimes I walk through the city
Looking for friendships
I follow the crowd
But I hold back looking at each face
Each one has their mystery
Their suffering, their illusion
I just 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
To see the Sun rise
I just 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
To see the Sun rise