A Felicidade

Sadness has no end
Happiness does

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 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 does

Happiness is like a drop
Of dew on a flower petal
It shines calmly
Then lightly sways
And falls like a tear of love

Happiness is a crazy thing
But also so delicate
It has flowers and loves
Of all colors

It has bird nests
All of this it has
And because it is so delicate
I always take good care of it

Sadness has no end
Happiness does