Canta Coração

Sing, little bird, sing, sing softly
In the palm of my hand
I want to see you flying, I want to hear you singing
I want peace in my heart
I want to see you flying, I want to hear you singing
In the palm of my hand

In the palm of my hand there are fingers, there are lines
That, looking, a gypsy walks trying to reach
The lost ship, the arriving train, the new dance
Green forest hope, in its braids I will fly

Little bird I will fly

I want peace in my heart

My joyful heart is sad like a camel
It's fragile like a toy, it's strong like a lion
It's all care, it's all love, it's chaos
It's a cherub, it's a fire dog, it's Jesus Christ, it's Lampião

Little bird I will fly
Little bird I will fly
Little bird I will fly