Bairro do Amor

In the neighborhood of love, life’s a carousel
Where there’s always room for one more
The neighborhood of love was drawn with colored pencils
By folks who suffered for not having anyone

In the neighborhood of love, time dies slowly
In a pipe passed hand to hand
In the neighborhood of love, some ask with a smile
Are we still here at the end of summer?

Yeah, man, let me open up to you
Vent to you
Talk about my loneliness
Ah, it’s nice to smile a bit
Relax a little
I know you understand me well

In the neighborhood of love, life always runs the same
From café to café, from bar to bar
In the neighborhood of love, the sun seems bigger
And there are waves of tenderness in every glance

The neighborhood of love is a rough area
Where there are no hotels or hospitals
In the neighborhood of love, everyone has to deal
With their own emotional bruises

Yeah, man, let me open up to you
Vent to you
Talk about my loneliness
Ah, it’s nice to smile a bit
Relax a little
I know you understand me well