A Ponte
Lenine
The Bridge
How do you wash clothes?
Go to the source, go to the source
How do you make the day break?
On the horizon, on the horizon
This place is wonderful
But how do you leave the island?
Through the bridge, through the bridge
How do you leave the island?
Through the bridge, through the bridge
The bridge is not made of concrete, not of iron
Not of cement
The bridge is as far as my thoughts go
The bridge is not to go or to return
The bridge is only to cross
Walking on the waters of this moment
The bridge is not to go or to return
The bridge is only to cross
Walking on the waters of this moment
How do you wash clothes?
Go to the source, go to the source
How do you make the day break?
On the horizon, on the horizon
This place is wonderful
But how do you leave the island?
Through the bridge, through the bridge
How do you leave the island?
Through the bridge, through the bridge
The bridge doesn't even have to move
The bridge goes wherever you want
The bridge is the embrace of the sea arm
With the hand of the tide
The bridge is not to go or to return
The bridge is only to cross
Walking on the waters of this moment
The bridge is not to go or to return
The bridge is only to cross
Walking on the waters of this moment
The bridge is not to go or to return
The bridge is only to cross
Walking on the waters of this moment
How do you wash clothes?
Go to the source, go to the source
How do you make the day break?
On the horizon, on the horizon
This place is wonderful
But how do you leave the island?
Through the bridge, through the bridge
How do you leave the island?
Through the bridge, through the bridge
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
Golden Gate
My chest pouring my milk
Behind the postcard I wrote a note
On the first plane I sent you
Heart torn apart
From there to here without overnight stay
With a torn passport
Without anything to fix me
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
Coconut trees pierce balconies at the Empire State
Accept
My hemispheric song
My voice in the voice of America
I sang to you, ah
I loved you
I sang to you, ah
I loved you
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
Nagô, nagô, at the Golden Gate
