Amor Selvagem
Marcus Viana
Wild Heart
When the hearts of the pure love
The immensity, the space fall silent
And eternity lifts the veil
All living things grow warm
All eyes shine bright
With the light of another sky
Wild hearts
When they beat with passion
They awaken all of nature
And make life be born again
Forests that burned
Are dressed again in green and bloom
And the springs that dried up
Revive as streams
Wild hearts
When they burn with passion
They set the night and time on fire
And blind the suns
Stars are the tears of angels
Crying
For not having body or life
And not knowing what it is to love
