O Que For, Há-de Ser (Ar) [What Will Be, Will Be (Air)] Songtext

Whatever it will be that love brings to me, I know that it?s Spring this Winter; To see that the eyes are of wrinkles and flowers, so tender... To dream of your kisses upon me, the light in the distance, the first ray of sun. To feel within the calm the peace and the soul, of those not alone. Beautiful ciranda*, ciranda so beautiful turn, turn and turn again; When I die oh beautiful ciranda, leave a light for me to see him! And always spiraling, spinning in the air with a soul free to love you. To spin forever, arching in the air, my love, my love, what will be, will be. * Popular song or dance; any circular movement