Devagarinho [English translation]

Slowly, in the morning

I get full of joy

With the flower that gets its color back

Little by little

As a new day rises

As I wake up

I see your face forming

So pretty, without the mask you used last night

When it was still

Carnaval

Slowly, in the morning

I get full of joy

With the flower that gets its color back

Little by little

As a new day rises

As I wake up

I see your face forming

So pretty, without the mask you used last night

When it was still

Carnaval