Coração Ateu
Maria Bethânia
Atheist Heart
My atheist heart almost believed
In your hand that was just a light goodbye
Brief bird perched on my hand
Flapped its wings and flew
My heart wandered for a while
In the dawn looking for a garden
Yellow flower, flower of a long wait
Soon my atheist heart
If I speak of myself and not of you
It's because at that moment I already said goodbye
My atheist heart doesn't cry and doesn't remember
It leaves and goes away
If I speak of myself and not of you
It's because at that moment I already said goodbye
My atheist heart doesn't cry and doesn't remember
It leaves and goes away
