O Que é, O Que é?

And life
And life, what is it?
Tell me, my brother
It's the beat of a heart
It's a sweet illusion

But what about life?
Is it wonder or suffering?
Is it joy or lament?
What is it? What is it, my brother?

Some say that our life is nothing in the world
It's a drop, it's a moment
That doesn't even last a second

Some say it's a divine
Profound mystery
It's the breath of the creator
In an act full of love

You say it's struggle and pleasure
He says life is to live
She says it's best to die
Because loved it's not, and the verb is to suffer

I only know that I trust the girl
And in the girl I put the strength of faith
We are the ones who make life
However it may be, or can, or want

Always desired
Even if it's wrong
No one wants death
Only health and luck

And the question spins, spins
And the head stirs
I stick with the purity of children's answers
It's life! It's beautiful and it's beautiful!

To live and not be ashamed
Of being happy
To sing, and sing, and sing
The beauty of being an eternal apprentice

I know
That life should be much better and it will be
But that doesn't stop me from repeating
It's beautiful, it's beautiful and it's beautiful!

To live and not be ashamed of being happy
To sing, and sing, and sing
The beauty of being an eternal apprentice

I know
That life should be much better and it will be
But that doesn't stop me from repeating
It's beautiful, it's beautiful and it's beautiful!
It's beautiful, it's beautiful and it's beautiful!
It's beautiful, it's beautiful and it's beautiful!
It's beautiful!