Coisa Mais Linda

The most beautiful thing is you, just like that, you
And I swear, I don't know why you
You are more beautiful than the flower
If only the spring of the flower
Had all this aroma of beauty that is love
Perfuming nature, in a woman's form

Because so beautiful like this doesn't exist, the flower
Not even the color exists
And love, not even love exists
Because so beautiful like this doesn't exist, the flower
Not even the color exists
And love, not even love exists