Divino Amor
Fran
Divine Love
Oh divine love
Walking hand in hand
From Ondina to Pelô
She's from the land
With a gypsy's gaze
Taste of fruit, spicy heat
Flavor of Obá's feast
He's from the sea, son of Iemanjá
His eyes reflect the moonlight
Sun-kissed skin, Odoiá
And that's how the spirit struck
And when night fell
They were still there
Oh divine love
Walking hand in hand
From Ondina to Pelô
