O Bem-amado
Vinicius de Moraes
The Beloved
The night in the day, life in death, the sky on the ground
For him, revenge meant much more than forgiveness
Laughter in tears, luck in misfortune, yes in no
For him, power was worth much more than reason
When the morning Sun comes to tell us
That the coming day may bring
The remedy for our wound, it opens my heart
Soon the night wind comes to remind
That death is always waiting
In some corner of this life
Whether you want it or not
The surprise in calmness, courage in fear
Comings and goings, the body without a soul
The departure in return, evil in good
The night in the day, life in death, the sky on the ground
For him, revenge meant much more than forgiveness
