A Mulher Vento [English translation]

The wind woman

She that sings the wind

Comes in the form of a lament

Flying solitude

Your motion

Brings to Earth a breath

That the world is thirsty

The murmur of the heart

By the edges

Sings through all the crannies

And in the leaves of the forests

That seek the sunlight

Lives hidden

It's the promised princess

But by karma it is contained

In the precious fate of singing

It sings in the sails

On the tides of the caravels

And in the messages of those

Who wait for the sea

It is a prisoner

To sing all night

And to light the fire

That warms the night in the moonlight

And so singing

The wind woman is giving

A clear and fine sense

to yield your life

And if I say

Who would dare choose

The wind of this woman

who was born to sing

And if I say

Who would dare choose

The wind of this woman

who was born to sing

• Artist:Carminho
• Album:Maria