Pétalas da Rosa

When the rose petals fell
Who touched to pick it got hurt
Didn't understand that to touch it
You have to do it with love, on your body it can have
Thorns and its perfume exhales love
You have to know how to treat it with care
Its perfume is its fury
Because of its beauty it has suffered
But those who observed didn't understand
That the love given was by God
And for it many have suffered
Don't judge a rose by its thorn
If you don't know what love is

If you hug it with care
The one who got hurt was the Lord
Judged by the blood of wars, its sweet perfume transformed
You are the lily of the valleys
Rose, you are from Sharon
When the rose petals fell
Who touched to pick it got hurt
Didn't understand that to touch it
You have to do it with love
On your body it can have thorns
And its perfume exhales love
You have to know how to treat it with care
Its perfume is its fury
Because of its beauty it has suffered
But those who observed
Didn't understand that the love given was by God
And for it many have suffered
Don't judge a rose by its thorn
If you don't know what love is
If you hug it with care
The one who got hurt was the Lord
Judged by the blood of wars
Its sweet perfume transformed
You are the lily of the valleys