A Noite É de São João

It's Saint John
The night belongs to Saint John
Joy in my heart
And Saint John
It's still Saint John
There's no point in causing a fuss
Because

Not seeing balloons in the sky
I do see
Seeing how many fireworks
I do see
How many lanterns lit
Seeing nature
Beautifying the backlands
I do see
So why create
Such a commotion
If there's a bonfire lit
You can be sure
The night belongs to Saint John
Because