Canto Moço
Zeca Afonso
Young Chant
We are children of the dawn
Along the beaches of the sea we go
In search of those who bring us
Olive green from the flower branch
We sail from wave to wave
We didn't know of pain or sorrow
Along the beaches of the sea we go
In search of the clear morning
From the top of a mountain
We light a fire
So the flame doesn't go out
That gives life throughout the night
Messenger dove called
Companion of the dawn
When the night comes, let it come
From the top of a mountain
Where the wind cut the moorings
We will set sail through the night
Where there is always a good star
Night and day at the break of dawn
Turn the bow of my ship
That victory no longer awaits
Fresh breeze, enchanted moor
Turn the bow of my boat
