Itapuã

Our love shone over the moving waters
She was my guide when I was happy and young

Our rhythm, our shine, our fruit of the future
Everything was in the morning

Our sex, our style, our reflection of the world
Everything was in Itapuã

Itapuã, your full moons, your ugly houses
Saw everything, everything, the whole of us

Itapuã, your mud, algae, souls that you blend
Hold all, all, the scent of us

Abaeté, this white sand no one can take from us
It's what God made us

Nothing stops in Itapuã
I'm still happy

Itapuã, when you're not around, your tall palms
Send a breeze to me, like this: Caymmi

Itapuã, your sun burns me and my verse insists
On singing your name, your name without end

Abaeté, all mine and hers
The beautiful lagoon knows, hushes, and speaks

I sing you in the stars within you
I am happy

She was my guide when I was happy and young