A Primeira Estrela [English translation]

Our brother, Lord of the mornings

Brings a star, a goddess, a Moon, a novelty

An old silver heart, as usual

On the hand, an illuminated flower

Lit, clear, clear, clear, clear peace

Our brother, with his past

And his verses that cheer the crowd

Teach us how to love our neighbors

Forgive and make grow

The common good, your work, your support

The emotion of seeing your child weave

With the hand, the color of freedom,

Your home, home, such a clear, clear peace

Celebrating nature

Embracing the world in tenderness and pain

Think bigger and become king

Where does it come from, why did it came like this?

Will we see the first morning star?

A life that won't fade away

But there's so much grief in the heart

So much grief, so much song that I don't know

What shall we do if we're only men?

The word of this love is so far now

Teach us how to love, my brother

Our brother, Lord of the morning

With his star, goddess, moon, novelty

Humble silver heart, as usual

Our heart carries so much grief

So much grief, so much song to discharge

Be born again in the old story

Embracing the world in tenderness and pain

Teach us how to write the sun song

• Artist:Milton Nascimento
• Album:Encontros e Despedidas