O Que Tinha de Ser
Vinicius de Moraes
What Had to Be
Because you were in life
The last hope
Finding you made me a child
Because you were already mine
Without me even knowing
Because you are my man
And I your woman
Because you came to me
Without telling me you were coming
And your hands were mine calmly
Because you were in my soul
Like a dawn
Because you were what had to be
