Saudades da Guanabara

I know
That my chest is a set up tent
Nostalgia doesn't pay admission
Circus lives on illusion, I know

I cried
Missing Guanabara
Shining with bright stars
Far from this devastation (and then)

I set up
Picnic at the Emperor's Table
And at Vista Chinesa, I sobbed in pain
For the crimes that go against freedom

I watered
The Willow for a change to take another breath
I planted new sprouts in Engenho de Dentro
So the soul doesn't atrophy (Brazil)
Brazil, your face is still Rio de Janeiro
Three by four from the photo and your whole body
Needs to regenerate

I know
That the city is different today
Santa Cruz, Zona Sul, Baixada
Black ditch in the heart

I cried
Missing Guanabara
From the clear water Lagoon
I was filled with compassion (and then)
I passed
Through the beaches of Ilha do Governador
And climbed São Conrado up to the Redeemer
There on the Enchanted hill, I asked for mercy

I planted
Branches of Laranjeiras was my vow
In Flamengo, Catete, in Lapa and downtown
For us to breathe (Brazil)
Brazil
Remove the arrows from the chest of my Patron Saint
That Saint Sebastian of Rio de Janeiro
Can still be saved