Walking Forward

Walking Forward

I walk slow, because I used to be in a hurry.

I carry this smile because I've already cried too much

Today I feel stronger, happier, who knows?

I am only sure that very little I know, or know nothing.

To know the way things are and the mornings, the taste of the pasta and the apples.

It takes love to be able to pulse,

It takes peace to smile,

It takes rain to bloom.

I think that fulfilling life is simply

to understand the march and go playing forward, like an old cowboy leading the cattle I go touching the days by the long road I go, I am road.

To know the way things are and the mornings, the taste of the pasta and the apples.

It takes love to be able to pulse,

It takes peace to smile,

It takes rain to bloom.

Everybody loves one day everybody cries, one day we arrive, the other goes away.

Each of us makes up our own history, each being carries the gift of being able to be happy.

To know the way things are and the mornings, the taste of the pasta and the apples.

It takes love to be able to pulse,

It takes peace to smile,

It takes rain to bloom.

I walk slowly, because I used to be in a hurry and I take this smile, because I've cried too much

Each of us makes up our own history, each being carries the gift of being able to be happy.

Composition of the Brazilian artists Almir Sater and Alberto Teixeira