My dream, my dream
Will find whom lives afar
My dream
Will show this longing
My dream
With its freedom
My dream
In the sky my guiding star lost itself
The cold dawn brings me only melancholy
My dream
I feel the chant of the night
In the mouth of the wind
Doing the dance of flowers
In my thoughts
It brings the purity of the samba
Felt, marked by heartbreak in love
The samba that moves the folks
And the stray wind wrapping the flower