Casinha Branca

I have been so lonely lately
That I can't even see ahead of me
Nothing that brings 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 and a window
To see the sun rise

Sometimes I go out walking through the city
Looking for friendships
I follow the crowd
But I hold back looking
At each face
Each one has their mystery
Their suffering, their illusion

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 and a window
To see the sun rise

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 and a window
To see the sun rise

To have a white little house with a balcony
A backyard and a window
To see the sun rise