Casinha Branca

I have been so lonely lately
That I don't even see in front of me
Anything that gives me pleasure

I feel happiness getting further away
Seeing in my youth
So many dreams perish

I wanted to have in life simply
A place of green bushes
To plant and to harvest

To have a white little house with a balcony
A backyard, a window
To see the Sun rise

Sometimes I walk through the city
Looking for friendship
I follow the crowd

But I hold back looking at each face
Each one has their mystery
Their suffering, their illusion

And I wanted to have in life simply
A place of green bushes
To plant and to harvest

To have a white little house with a balcony
A backyard, a window
To see the Sun rise