Minha Voz, Minha Vida

My voice, my life
My secret and my revelation
My hidden light
My compass and my disorientation

If love enslaves
But it's the only liberation
My voice is precise
Life that is no less mine than the song

To be happy, to suffer
To wait, I sing
To be happy, to suffer
To wait, I sing

My love, believe
That, if it can grow like this for us
A limitless flower
It's only because I bring life here in the voice