That shine in the sky of São Paulo
I ask for protection, path or direction
For the truth that I seek
In the tightness of the subway, in the roar of the engine
In the flour that makes bread
And it can much more, but nobody knows
That shine in the sky of São Paulo
And the truth that I seek
In a couple that kissed, in what brings peace and terror
In an involuntary and simple smile
That is born in the face and explodes
And it lasts forever until then it's over
That is born in the face and explodes
That shine in the sky of São Paulo