Porta do Mundo
Peão Carreiro e Zé Paulo
World's Door
The sound of the viola hit
It hurt in my chest, my brother
So I became a singer
Without any teacher I learned the lesson
They are divine things of the world
That in a second luck changes
Bringing it inside us
The things the mind goes far to seek
Bringing it inside us
The things the mind goes far to seek
In verses we speak and sing
Evil is frightened away and we are happy
In the world of rhymes and verses
I have always given proof of the things I have done
I've been to many places
But I never stepped on the ground wrong
Singing I interpret poetry
Bringing joy where there is loneliness
Singing I interpret poetry
Bringing joy where there is loneliness
Destiny is my calendar
My dictionary is inspiration
The door to the world is open
My soul awakens seeking the song
With my guitar in my chest
My verses are made for the world to sing
It's the fight of an old talent
Boy inside without ever getting tired
It's the fight of an old talent
Boy inside without ever getting tired
