Coisa Mais Linda
Joćo Gilberto Lyrics
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Eu juro, eu não sei por que você
Você é mais bonita que a flor, quem dera, a primavera da flor
Tivesse todo esse aroma de beleza, que é o amor
Perfumando a natureza, numa forma de mulher
Porque tão linda assim não existe, a flor, nem mesmo a cor não existe
E o amor, nem mesmo o amor existe
Porque tão linda assim não existe, a flor, nem mesmo a cor não existe
The lyrics to Joćo Gilberto's song "Coisa Mais Linda" (which translates to "most beautiful thing") express the singer's awe and admiration for a woman that he finds to be incomparably beautiful. He notes that she is even more beautiful than a flower in full bloom, and wishes that the scent of her beauty could permeate the world around her. However, he also acknowledges that her beauty is so singular and remarkable that it cannot be replicated or even adequately described with words like "love" or "color."
At its core, "Coisa Mais Linda" is a love song that celebrates the unique and transcendent power of beauty. Rather than focusing on specific physical features, the song highlights the way that the woman's beauty seems to radiate from within and infuse the world around her with a sense of grace and wonder. The lyrics are simple and direct, but their emphasis on the intangible qualities of beauty and love make them resonate deeply with listeners.
Line by Line Meaning
Coisa mais bonita é você, assim, justinho você
You are the most beautiful thing, just the way you are
Eu juro, eu não sei por que você
I swear, I don't know why you are so beautiful
Você é mais bonita que a flor, quem dera, a primavera da flor
You are more beautiful than a flower, as if the whole spring belonged to it
Tivesse todo esse aroma de beleza, que é o amor
If only it had all the aroma of beauty, which is love
Perfumando a natureza, numa forma de mulher
Perfuming nature, in a womanly form
Porque tão linda assim não existe, a flor, nem mesmo a cor não existe
Because nothing so beautiful exists, not even in flowers or colors
E o amor, nem mesmo o amor existe
And love itself, doesn't even exist in this way
Porque tão linda assim não existe, a flor, nem mesmo a cor não existe
Because nothing so beautiful exists, not even in flowers or colors
E o amor, nem mesmo o amor existe
And love itself, doesn't even exist in this way
Writer(s): VINICIUS DEMORAES, CARLOS LYRA
Contributed by Daniel S. Suggest a correction in the comments below.