Gonzaguinha
Performance
Diga Lá Coração
(Luiz Gonzaga Jr.)
These are things from this very gypsy life
Paths like lines of this hand
I want to arrive and look at me coming
And this cicada comes in my chest
Already wanting to go sing somewhere else
Say it, my heart o
The joy of seeing this girl again
And hugging her, and kissing her
Say it, my heart
Tell the stories of the people
From the roads of this life
Cry this strangled longing
Speak, without you there is nothing else
Look into the brunette's eyes
And see there Deep down, the light of that spring sun
Sleep like a child on your lap
Smell the strong scent of your soil
Run your hand through your black hair
Say one very beautiful verse and go away again
Say it, my heart
That it is inside and well guarded
And that it is needed more than ever
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André Velloso - Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
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