Beira-mar

In the land where the sea doesn't hit
My heart doesn't beat
The sea where the sky floats
Where the sun and moon die
And the path of the ground ends
I was born on a green wave
In the foam I was baptized
I came carried in a net
In the sand I will bury myself
In the sand I will bury myself

Or maybe I was born in the palm
Straw of the palm on the ground
I have a clear water soul
My arm spread on the beach
My arm spread on the beach
And the sea in the palm of my hand
At the dock, at the seaside
I felt my first love
And on a dock that was just a dock
Only sea around
Only sea around

But the sea is not all sea
Sea that exists all over the world
Or rather, it's the sea of the world
From a certain point of view
Where only the sea is seen
And the Island of Itaparica
Bahia is the dock
The beach, the shore, the foam
And Bahia only has one
Clear coast, coastline
Clear coast, coastline

That's why it's the blue
Color of my devotion
Not any blue, blue
From any sky, any day
The blue of any poetry
Of samba taken in vain
It's the blue that one stares at
In the blue of the sea of Bahia
It's the color that begins there
And that dwells in my heart
And that dwells in my heart
And that dwells in my heart