Casinha Branca
Gilson
Little White House
I've been feeling so alone lately
That I can't even see in front of me
Nothing that brings me joy
I feel happiness slipping further away
Watching in my youth
So many dreams fade away
I just want to have in life simply
A patch of green land
To plant and to harvest
To have a little white house with a porch
A backyard and a window
To watch the sun rise
Sometimes I walk around the city
Looking for friendships
I follow the crowd
But I pull back, looking at each face
Everyone has their own mystery
Their pain, their illusion
I just want to have in life simply
A patch of green land
To plant and to harvest
To have a little white house with a porch
A backyard and a window
To watch the sun rise
I just want to have in life simply
A patch of green land
To plant and to harvest
To have a little white house with a porch
A backyard and a window
To watch the sun rise
I just want to have in life simply
A patch of green land
To plant and to harvest
To have a little white house with a porch
A backyard and a window
To watch the sun rise