Ave Maria No Morro

Up there among the woods
a tiny village,
so beautiful
that there's none like it in the world.

It lives happily as if in ecstasy,
as if enchanted.
It doesn't have a bell tower
like in the big city

But at sunset
the rainbow shines in the sky,
and in the air it seems to hear
that a bell rings up there.

The enchanted hour of prayer
that comes from the woods. I know it
Descends from the sky
like a spell, a harmony.

Hail Mary!
Hail Mary!

When the day dies
it sings a song of love.

Hail Mary!
Hail Mary!

And in the air it seems to hear
that a bell rings up there.
The enchanted hour of prayer
that comes from the woods. I know it

Descends from the sky
like a spell, a harmony.

Hail Mary!
Hail Mary!

When the day dies
it sings a song of love.

Hail Mary!
Mary! Mary!