Meu Canto É Pra Valer

From the light in these eyes
And all these gray hairs
A group sings

School stitched with care
Of colors, loves, and calls
And the bass drum keeps the beat, you see

If it were a beam in the sky
If it were a fish in the sea
They'd be hands of God

Let me hold that hand
Let me sing, guitar in hand
Another one of my sambas

And if I go in first
On a Monday night
Among the starfruit trees, I sing

And the more I sing, the more I
Remember what we learned
Today I sing to live

Singing at the time of goodbye
And I sing for my friends
Saravá, my song is for real