rua dos abacateiros

The clear night, the stars, the chill of the Pacific
The patterns on the fabrics, the avocado trees
My spot on the map, the green and red lights
My favorite chords, the beauty of this house

The play of words and the old new friends
The hair so long, the avocado trees
Everyone together, celebrating February
The first of many times, the beauty of this road

In the clear night, the stars, the chill of the Pacific
The avocado trees
My spot on the map, the green and red lights
My favorite chords, the beauty of this road

(Come with me)
(Welcome everyone)
(To the skylight studios)