Terra da Saudade
Mayra Andrade
Land of Longing
There in the land nobody dances
They say it's bad for the heart
There's no young, no child
It's bad for loneliness
There in the land nobody kisses
Nor knows the taste of a song
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
There in the land the world spins
And doesn't know where to turn
Nobody knows what's up
Nor where the sea is
There in the land nobody dreams
Nor wants time to dream
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
There in the land they didn't invent love
Nobody knows what it tastes like
They live with closed eyes
They call it the land of longing
There in the land there are no flowers
Beauty fasts
There's no pain or illness
Death comes without any sense
There's a god who belongs to all
But doesn't reach anyone
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh