Bonfim
Roberto Mendes
Bonfim
My hidden tree on the hill
Protects me from up high my destinies
In the corner of my eyes water mine
Mine of faith white sun
The moon of my son illuminates me
Silvering seas and places wherever
Lap of white and fine lace
Harvest harvest the peace of my love
Father who has the hand on the head of my life gave me
The happiness of having bonfim in the heart
Bonfim in the heart