Mañana de Carnaval (manhã de Carnaval)

Blue the morning is blue
The sun, if I call it, will come
It will stop in my voice
And until eternity
On its way it will go towards another blue.

After, I don't know if there's an after
If the sun will wake up again
Because the song doesn't have to be true
Because in carnival
It's when I look for you
Even though you won't be there
And your voice will lie in the blue.

After, I don't know if there's an after
If the sun will wake up again
Because the song doesn't have to be true
Because in carnival.

The heart will sing, the reason to live
It will sing without speaking, without feeling.