There's so many people, but only have a notion
Of how to build up a nation
It's not with monuments
Or cannonballs
It's when a breeze hits our respiration
And comes into the wisdom of João
That dedicates all his effort
And love to his talent
To air the corners of the song
And give a meaning to our sensation
A million particles in the air
Turn all around in a vibration
To give us their blessing
To lift us from the ground
As if the Earth's rotation
Were
This voice and this violin
When a single person
In silence, improves,
The whole crowd
Listens to their heart
And becomes a civilization