Previsão
Bossacucanova
Forecast
You can dance, you can forget
In the orgy of your life
Until dawn breaks
You can spin, go crazy
All night long to the beat
Sooner or later
Rain or shine
Blow from the southwest, blow from the land
Gentle breeze, storm
My heart, 42 degrees
No rush
Rave or Carnival
If I catch you to dance
You'll never let me go
Technova, cha cha cha
You won't escape
You can spread your beauty around
My desire today is just certainty
Challenging nature
Abandoning the body among the crowd
You'll parade your lightness
In the darkness of the dance floor, to the beat
Sooner or later
Rain or shine
Blow from the southwest, blow from the land
Gentle breeze, storm
My heart, 42 degrees
No rush
Rave or Carnival
If I take you to dance
You'll never let go
Drum n' bossa, Ijexá
You won't get away!
