Gringa

When you called me
To take a walk in Olinda
I thought
What a gorgeous foreigner!
When you called me
To take a walk in Olinda
I thought
How beautiful!

When you left
You broke my heart
If you left to never come back
Oh! What loneliness

You will like to get to know
It's so nice to arrive in this place
A new story unfolds

I remember you
There in the Maracatu
Playing your abê
Turning into Papangú
I held your hand, took you for a walk
Took your cell phone
So we wouldn't get lost

Look
I held your hand
Took you for a walk
Took your cell phone so we wouldn't get lost
But you left
And I was left in a bind