Conto de Areia
Clara Nunes
Sand Story
It's water in the sea, it's high tide oh
It wanes oh, it wanes
It's water in the sea
It's water in the sea, it's high tide oh
It wanes oh, it wanes
It's water in the sea
They say all the sadness
That exists in Bahia
Was born from some dark eyes
Wet with sea
I don't know if it's a sand story
Or if it's fantasy
That the light of the lantern illuminates
For us to tell
One day a decorated brunette
With roses and lace
Opened her girl's smile
And asked to dance
The night lent the stars
Embroidered in silver
And the waters of Amaralina
Were drops of moonlight
It was just one chest
Full of promises it was just
It was just one chest
Full of promises it was just
It was just one chest
Full of promises it was just
It was just one chest
Full of promises it was just
Who ordered
Your love
To become a boatman
The wind that rolls from the palms
Drags the sailboat
And takes it to the middle of the waters
Of Yemanja
And the brave master wanders
Looking at the sand without being able to reach
Goodbye, love
Goodbye, my love
Don't wait for me
Because I'm already leaving
To the kingdom that hides the treasures
Of my lady
Unravel necklaces of shells
For life to pass
And stop looking at the sailboats
Goodbye my love I won't come back
It was the seaside, it was the seaside that called
It was the seaside, hey, it was the seaside
It was the seaside, it was the seaside that called
It was the seaside, hey, it was the seaside
It's water in the sea, it's high tide oh
It wanes oh, it wanes
It's water in the sea
