Sete Mil Vezes

Seven thousand times I would live like this
Always with you, making love under the stars
Always singing the sweet music
That love asks me to sing

Happy night, all things are beautiful
Seven thousand times, and in each one wanting again
Seven thousand others in infinite progression
When an hour is great and beautiful
That's how it wants to multiply
Wants to inhabit every corner of being
Crescent room forever a constant when
Eternally the present you giving me

Seven thousand lives, seven million and even a little more
It's what I wish for and what this night desires
Night of calm and wind, moment
Of prayers and carnivals
Night of love
Night of fire and peace