Luz do Sol
Ivete Sangalo
Light of the Sun
Light of the Sun
Let the leaf bring and translate
Into fresh green
In leaf, in grace
In life, in strength, in light
Blue sky
Come down to
Where the feet
Touch the ground
And the earth inspires
And exhales its blues
Pray, pray the river
Stream to the river
River to the sea
Pray the current
Brushes the edge
The golden sand
A man marches
On the ground
Carries in his heart
A burning wound
Master of yes and no
In the face of the vision
Of infinite beauty
Ends up hurting with his hand
This delicacy
The most cherished thing
The glory of life
Light of the Sun
Let the leaf bring and translate
Into fresh green
In leaf, in grace
In life, in strength, in light
Pray, pray the river
Stream to the river
River to the sea
Pray the current
Brushes the edge
The golden sand
A man marches
On the ground
Carries in his heart
A burning wound
Master of yes and no
In the face of the vision
Of infinite beauty
Ends up hurting with his hand
This delicacy
The most cherished thing
The glory of life
Light of the Sun
Let the leaf bring and translate
Into fresh green
In leaf, in grace
In life, in strength, in light
