Lua Branca
Mestre Irineu
White Moon
Hail thee, white moon
With such silver light
You are my protector
By God, you are esteemed
Oh divine mother of the heart
Up in the heights where you are
My mother up in the sky
Grant me forgiveness
Of the flowers of my land
You are the most delicate
From all my heart
You are esteemed by God
Oh divine mother of the heart...
You are the most beautiful flower
Where God has placed his hand
You are my advocate
Oh virgin of the conception
Oh divine mother of the heart...
Star of the universe
That seems like a garden to me
Just as you shine brightly
I want you to shine on me
Oh divine mother of the heart...
