Canção da América

Friend is something to be kept
Under seven locks
Inside the heart
That's how the song I heard in America went
But the one singing cried
Seeing their friend leave

But the one who stayed, in thought flew
With their song that reminded the other
And the one who flew, in thought stayed
With the memory that the other sang

Friend is something to be kept
On the left side of the chest
Even if time and distance say 'no'
Even forgetting the song
What matters is to listen
To the voice that comes from the heart

For whatever may come, come what may
Any day, friend, I'll come back
To find you
Any day, friend, we'll meet