Rio de Maio
Ivan Lins
May River
Rio
The stones throb in the crimson morning
Cold
I see shivers on the blue crepe skin of the sea
The leaves fall in the Garden of Allah
Ah! Why does the heart ache more in the fall?
Rio
The green vibrates in the lilac morning
Cold
Copacabana is an empty postcard
And the beating of the tides is blues
Jazz
The sun adorns the south zone
With light
In vain, in peace
Sparrows stroll over Vidigal in peace
Flamingos flaunt in Rocinha in peace
May river wakes up almost in peace
Very close to me
Two thrushes love each other, close to me
Teenagers kiss, close to me
Oh, how I miss you and me
The kisses of love in the endless afternoon
If our life were a movie, it would be like this
A huge kiss and the sea singing Jobim
A great love replaying life forever
Tom
The stones throb in the crimson morning
Cold
I see shivers on the blue crepe skin of the sea
The leaves fall in the Garden of Allah
Ah! Autumn makes the heart ache too much
