Divino Amor

Oh divine love
Walking hand in hand
From Ondina to Pelô

She's from the land
With a gypsy's gaze
Taste of fruit, spicy heat
Flavor of Obá's feast

He's from the sea, son of Iemanjá
His eyes reflect the moonlight
Sun-kissed skin, Odoiá

And that's how the spirit struck
And when night fell
They were still there

Oh divine love
Walking hand in hand
From Ondina to Pelô