Meu Canto É Pra Valer

From inside the light of these eyes
And so many gray hairs
A group sings

School embroidered with zeal
Of colors, loves, and appeals
And the surdo for marking, saw well

If it were a beam in the sky
If it were some fish in the sea
They would be God's hands

Let me hold this hand
Let me play the guitar
One more among my sambas

And if I go first
On a Monday
Among the carambola 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