Vira Virou
MPB-4
Turned Around
I'll come back in the spring,
Which was all I wanted
I bring new land from here
I want to see the birds
Through the ports of Lisbon
Fly, fly, I'm almost there
But if someone holds the helm
Of this incandescent ship
That sets my life on fire
Which was a slow traveler
So hungry for joy
Today is a starting port
Ah, turned around, my navigating heart
Ah, turned, that crew
