Tempo de Amor (Samba do Veloso)

Ah, it would be much better
To be able to live in peace
Without having to suffer
Without having to cry
Without having to desire
Without having to give

But you have to suffer
But you have to cry
But you have to desire
To be able to love

Ah, deceitful world
Peace no longer means love

Ah, there is nothing sadder than having peace
And regretting it, and conforming
And protecting oneself from one more love

The time of love
Is the time of pain
The time of peace
Does not make or undo

Ah, may it not be mine
The world where love died