Odeon

Oh, I wish
My little cry
So much time abandoned
And the melancholy I felt
When I heard
He make so much crying
Oh, I don't even remember
There is so, so much
All the charm
From a past
That was beautiful
It was sad, it was good
Just like a cry
Called Odeon

Third flute and cavaquinho
My little cry comes out
Taking the song from the guitar
In this catchphrase
That gives me life
And that kills me
It's just affection
My little cry
When it picks up and arrives
So slowly
Half-light, half-voice, half-tone
My little cry called Odeon

Oh, come quickly
Dear little cry, come
Show grace
That the crying felt has
How long has it been
How much has changed
No one cries for anyone anymore

Oh, who would have thought that one day
My little cry, you would come
With the grace that love gave you
To say "it doesn't hurt
Whatever, whatever
I came back to cry with you"

Cry a lot my little cry
Your little cry of longing
Tell the mandolin not to play
So beautiful like that
Because it seems evil
Oh, my little cry
I just want
Turn into reality
The poetry
Oh, how beautiful, oh, how sad, oh, how good
From a little cry called Odeon

Old cry, friendly cry
I still chase this illusion to this day
This longing that goes with me
And it even looks like that prayer
That comes only from the heart
If I could remember
And be a child
If I could renew
My hope
If I could remember
How to dance
This little cry
That nowadays
Nobody knows anymore