Agna

At the lighthouse of Itapoã
I feel good
If I'm with my love
I feel good

The sea kisses the sand
Your serene body
Smells like high tide
Burns me to the core

Agnama dry, rain sea
Agnama dry, samba coconut
Agnama dry, rain sea
Agnama samba oh

My love poetry
My love poetry

Goes into the eye of the hurricane
Will come just to feel the heat
Will appear on TV
And accepts if the port is
Will enter your heart
Dive into Arpoador
Holding your hand
Will walk
Through the world
Will walk
Barefoot

Agnama dry, rain sea
Agnama dry, samba coconut
Agnama dry, rain sea
Agnama samba oh

My love poetry
My love poetry

Goes into the eye of the hurricane
Will come just to feel the heat
Will appear on TV
And accepts if the port is
Will enter your heart
Dive into Arpoador
Holding your hand
Will walk
Through the world
Will walk
Barefoot
And barefoot