I will love this beautiful woman

 

 

I'm going to watch the river go by slowly from the bridge

In the yearning to notice the boats sailing

Even without taking any coupling

I will yearn for the descent of the operating waters.

 

And if the red petals cross my destiny

In the calm and gentle waters of the Itapecuru River

I'll hear you sway alive like a dancer

In the marked cadence, I am not from the Aegean Sea.

 

I'm from Caxias from the land of the boy Guarimã

Looking at the canoes falling over the red flowers

Diffuse in this deep flumen like heartthrob

 

I will trust the sun to rise behind the palm tree

From the graceful babassu palm that God gave me

If it's you, I'll tell you I love you without kidding.