A Felicidade
Toquinho
Happiness
Sadness has no end
Happiness, yes
Happiness is like a feather
That the wind carries through the air
It flies so lightly
But has a brief life
It needs the wind to blow incessantly
The happiness of the poor seems
Like the great illusion of the carnival
We work the whole year
For a moment of dream
To create the fantasy
Of a king or a pirate or a gardener
For everything to end on Wednesday
Sadness has no end
Happiness, yes
Happiness is like a drop
Of dew on a flower petal
It shines calmly
Then gently sways
And falls like a tear of love
Happiness is a good thing
And also so delicate
It has flowers and loves
Of all colors
It has bird nests
Everything good it has
And it's because it's so delicate
That I always treat it very well
Sadness has no end
Happiness, yes
My happiness is dreaming
In the eyes of my girlfriend
It's like this night, passing, passing
In search of dawn
Speak softly, please
So that she wakes up happy with the day
Offering kisses of love
