Ladeira da Memória
Rumo
Memory Hill
Look at the people going down, going down, going down
Going down Memory Hill
Until the Anhangabaú Valley
So many people!
Wandering the streets without a profession
Dating the city's shop windows
Dating, walking, walking, dating
The sky turned gray and suddenly thundered
And the rain comes falling, falling, falling
Trapping people in the doorways, in the bars
On the edge of the sidewalks
So many people!
With a bored look staring at the ground
At the reflection of the buildings and cars
In the puddles
And at the drops, dripping, dripping, dripping
Look at the happy people, happy, happy
Happy because the rain that was falling just now
That rain that was falling just now has passed
