Below is the lyrics of the song Rosa Dos Ventos , artist - Chico Buarque with translation
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Chico Buarque
E do amor gritou-se o escândalo
Do medo criou-se o trágico
No rosto pintou-se o pálido
E não rolou uma lágrima
Nem uma lástima
Pra socorrer
E na gente deu o hábito
De caminhar pelas trevas
De murmurar entre as pregas
De tirar leite das pedras
De ver o tempo correr
Mas, sob o sono dos séculos
Amanheceu o espetáculo
Como uma chuva de pétalas
Como se o céu vendo as penas
Moresse de pena
E chovesse o perdão
E a prudência dos sábios
Nem ousou conter nos lábios
O sorriso e a paixão
Pois transbordando de flores
A calma dos lagos zangou-se
A rosa-dos-ventos danou-se
O leito dos rios fartou-se
E inundou de água-doce
A amargura do mar
Numa enchente amazônica
Numa explosão atlântica
E a multidão vendo em pânico
E a multidão vendo atônita
Ainda que tarde
O seu despertar
And from love, the scandal was shouted
From fear was created the tragic
The pale face was painted
And there wasn't a tear
not a pity
to help
And in we got into the habit
Of walking through the darkness
To mumbling between the folds
Of milking the stones
To see time run
But, under the sleep of the centuries
The show has dawned
Like a shower of petals
As if the sky seeing the feathers
Morese pity
And it rained forgiveness
And the prudence of the wise
Didn't even dare contain it on the lips
The smile and the passion
Because overflowing with flowers
The calm of the lakes got angry
The wind rose got damaged
The riverbed has had enough
E flooded with fresh water
The Bitterness of the Sea
In an Amazon flood
In an Atlantic explosion
And the crowd seeing in panic
And the crowd watching, astonished
even if late
Your awakening
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