Dunas (part. Rosa Passos)

Month of March in Salvador
Summer is over
All the bush is in bloom
And I feel like I'm in a garden

Whoever leaves Abaeté
Heading to the beaches of Flamengo
Not by car, but on foot
Through the dunes, into the bush

You will see such beauties
How bad it is to describe
There are orchids, cravats
Clean drinking water

Horsetails and tegus
Butterflies and beetles
There are greenish lizards
And golden foxes

Not to mention the birds
Centipedes and earwigs
In the boas and in the nests
Of vultures and nightjars

I see pink orchids
Among yellow flowers
Colors dance, hours go by
Between watercolor stains

The afternoon falls, it comes in the breeze
A scent of rosemary
A cricket sings, I feel life
Everything is inside me

March in Salvador
Summer is over
All the bush is in bloom
And I feel like I'm in a garden

March in Salvador
Summer is over
All the bush is in bloom
And I feel like I'm in a garden

Whoever leaves, leaves Abaeté
Heading to Flamengo beach
Not by car, but on foot
Through the dunes, into the bush

You will see such beauties
How bad it is to describe
There are orchids, cravats
Clean drinking water

Horsetails and tegus
Butterflies and beetles
There are greenish lizards
And golden foxes

Not to mention the birds
Centipedes and earwigs
In the boas and in the nests
Of vultures and nightjars

I see pink orchids
Among yellow flowers
Colors dance, hours go by
Between watercolor stains

The afternoon falls, it comes in the breeze
A scent of rosemary
A cricket sings, I feel life
Everything is inside me

March in Salvador
Summer is over
All the bush is in bloom
And I feel like I'm in a garden

March in Salvador
March in Salvador

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Ivete brunette, brunette girl
Bahian girl, Bahian girl
Rosinha, I love you so much, I love you
Ivete girl, girl from Bahia