Mãe, Um Pedaço Do Céu

To me I am big
But to her I am tiny

I am an adult but to her I am a child
When she looks at me her eyes shine
A love made of dreams
Of joy and hope
When I am with her I am a child
The world is much more beautiful
Without sin and without danger
And no one in the world will like me
As she does

Whether I am right or wrong it doesn't matter
In joy or in sadness she is always with me
In moments of pleasure I remember her
But in moments of sadness and longing
She is my shelter

For me she doesn't measure sacrifices
It may seem difficult for someone to love like this
It just so happens that she is my mother
And a mother is always like that

Mother, a word that God invented
An angel that arrived on Earth
Flying on the wings of love
Mother, a word sweeter than honey
Perhaps a piece of heaven
That God turned into a woman

Whether I am right or wrong it doesn't matter
In joy or in sadness she is always with me
In moments of pleasure I remember her
But in moments of sadness and longing
She is my shelter

For me she doesn't measure sacrifice
It may seem difficult for someone to love like this
It just so happens that she is my mother
And a mother is always like that

Mother, a word that God invented
An angel that arrived on Earth
Flying on the wings of love
Mother, a word sweeter than honey
Perhaps a piece of heaven
That God turned into a woman

Mother, a word that God invented
An angel that arrived on Earth
Flying on the wings of love
Mother, a word sweeter than honey
Perhaps a piece of heaven
That God turned into a woman