O Mar
Dorival Caymmi
The Sea
The sea
When it breaks on the beach
It's beautiful
It's beautiful
The sea
When a fisherman leaves, he never knows if he will come back
Don't even know if it stays
How many people lost their husbands, their children
In the waves of the sea
The sea
When it breaks on the beach
It's beautiful
It's beautiful
Pedro lived from fishing
Get off the boat at six o'clock in the afternoon
It only came at sunrise
Everyone liked Pedro
And more than all Rosinha de Chica
The cutest and best-made
Of all the young ladies there in Arraiá
Pedro went out in his boat
Six o'clock in the afternoon
Spent all night
Didn't come at sunrise time
They found Pedro's body
Played on the beach
Fish gnawed
No boat, nothing
In a corner far away from the arraiá
Poor Rosinha de Chica who was beautiful
Now it looks like he's gone crazy
Lives on the beach looking at the waves
Walking, prowling
Saying softly
Died, died
Died, oh
The sea
When it breaks on the beach
It's beautiful
It's beautiful
