Composer: Alceu Valença
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The English translation is below the Portuguese lyrics
Full lyrics
Na bruma leve das paixões que vêm de dentro
Tu vens chegando pra brincar no meu quintal
No teu cavalo, peito nu, cabelo ao vento
E o Sol quarando nossas roupas no varal
Na bruma leve das paixões que vêm de dentro
Tu vens chegando pra brincar no meu quintal
No teu cavalo, peito nu, cabelo ao vento
E o Sol quarando nossas roupas no varal
Tu vens, tu vens
Eu já escuto os teus sinais
Tu vens, tu vens
Eu já escuto os teus sinais
A voz do anjo sussurrou no meu ouvido
Eu não duvido, já escuto os teus sinais
Que tu virias numa manhã de domingo
Eu te anuncio nos sinos das catedrais
Tu vens, tu vens
Eu já escuto os teus sinais
Tu vens, tu vens
Eu já escuto os teus sinais
Na bruma leve das paixões que vêm de dentro
Tu vens chegando pra brincar no meu quintal
No teu cavalo, peito nu, cabelo ao vento
E o Sol quarando nossas roupas no varal
Tu vens, tu vens
Eu já escuto os teus sinais
Tu vens, tu vens
Eu já escuto os teus sinais
A voz do anjo sussurrou no meu ouvido
Eu não duvido, já escuto os teus sinais
Que tu virias numa manhã de domingo
Eu te anuncio nos sinos das catedrais
Tu vens, tu vens
Eu já escuto os teus sinais
Tu vens, tu vens
Eu já escuto os teus sinais
Translation
In the light mist of passions that come from within
You come arriving to play in my backyard
On your horse, bare-chested, hair in the wind
And the Sun bleaching our clothes on the clothesline
In the light mist of passions that come from within
You come arriving to play in my backyard
On your horse, bare-chested, hair in the wind
And the Sun bleaching our clothes on the clothesline
You come, you come
I already hear your signs
You come, you come
I already hear your signs
The angel's voice whispered in my ear
I don't doubt it, I already hear your signs
That you would come on a Sunday morning
I announce you in the bells of the cathedrals
You come, you come
I already hear your signs
You come, you come
I already hear your signs
In the light mist of passions that come from within
You come arriving to play in my backyard
On your horse, bare-chested, hair in the wind
And the Sun bleaching our clothes on the clothesline
You come, you come
I already hear your signs
You come, you come
I already hear your signs
The angel's voice whispered in my ear
I don't doubt it, I already hear your signs
That you would come on a Sunday morning
I announce you in the bells of the cathedrals
You come, you come
I already hear your signs
You come, you come
I already hear your signs
