Delírio Carioca
Djavan
Rio Delirium
In the river: sea
I hear Newton whistling
A Gershwin tune from Clara Nunes
That vibrates like a flute
The tunnels
A speck in the blue eye of the lagoon:
All alone
Macunaíma rides a paddle boat
At the river party
Porgy and Bess
They’re scamming another Argentine tourist
And the beer is crisp in the clear blue
And coming in on a plane is a big Jobim
And the rain is arrows in São Sebastião...
The pink clave of the morning hits a balloon
Maravimentirosa:
You can catch alligators in the dragnet
