Sorrir e Cantar Como Bahia

Mom is the sea
Seas don’t ebb, water and land
Mom is the sea
Seas don’t ebb, water and land
Sea, love
To know the tree with branches to break
On dry leaves to the ground
Dry and hard twigs
For firewood that’s cooked all these years
The big pot of the world

But the sea is the sea
Flowing gently through the land
Like the sound, of the waters saying
That mom just can’t get into this
On the contrary
It’s to suffer and cry like Mary
Smile and sing like Bahia!
And the boy free like the day

And then
Mom can have and be a baby
And she can even be a baby too

And she can even be a baby too
And she can even be a baby too
And she can even be a baby too
And she can even be a baby too
And she can even be a baby too
And she can even be a baby too
And she can even be a baby too
And she can even be a baby too