Amor de Índio
Maria Bethânia
Indian Love
Everything that moves is sacred
And moves mountains
With all care, my love
While the flame burns
Every day seeing you pass by
Living everything by your side
With the bow of promise
Painted blue, to last
Bee making honey
Is worth the time that didn't fly
The star fell from the sky
The wish that was thought
The destiny that was fulfilled
To feel your warmth
And be everything
Every day is to live
To be whatever
And be everything
Yes, all love is sacred
And the fruit of labor
Is more than sacred, my love
The dough that makes the bread
Is worth the light of your sweat
Remember that sleep is sacred
And feeds on horizons
The awake time, to live
In winter to protect you
In summer to go out fishing
In autumn to get to know you
Spring to be able to like
In summer to melt for you
To dance in the rain and walk together
The destiny that was fulfilled
To feel your warmth and be everything
Yes, all love is sacred
All love is sacred