Outra Beleza

Another beauty
Another beauty, you have
that puts bed and table
And more beauty in the world too.

It's not cold from stone, bronze or canvas
It's in the gaze, it's in her movement
In every sigh of love.

Every hand gesture, every new flavor
Every occasion when the soul reveals itself.

The sun sets in the landscape of my window
If the phone rings, I already know it's her
With faces and mouths and marks
Of ostentation, of comparison
It's not necessary
You are much more beautiful!