Copacabana

A beautiful guitar
A glass full of color and pleasure
Leaves scattered on the ground
In my window it's autumn, but I know how to live peacefully
Feeling water on my feet
I don't need to go to Copacabana
I take my mind wherever I want

I am a student of life
Every day the trains I missed pass by
All journeys are just departures
One day I'll call you and ask if you want
To live intensely
Feeling water on my feet
I can't go to Copacabana
I take my mind wherever I want
I share time until the weekday
I surrender my life to whatever is good

(In tribute, this is in tribute
Play that one to hurt the hearts)

A beautiful guitar
A glass full of color and pleasure
Leaves scattered on the ground
In my window it's autumn