Aquela

In the silver night, the flat road
The moon shines naked and gentle
High above, it spills the light of the sky

In the afternoon, I cross the urban line
A port, a corner, a new sound
I know how to live life like this, from tone to tone

On the clear wave, road ahead
My destiny is now
Wherever my voice takes me, I'll go

There, lalalaiá, laiá
There, lalalaiá, laiá
There, lalalaiá, laiá
There, lalalaiá