Obá

Oh, oh, oh
It's about to dawn
Obá, obá, obá
Nothing is mere illusion
Obá, obá, obá
Life passes lazily
Greening my gaze

By God, I cast the fishing net
Even for a dream to travel
A river and me without rushing

I've already gotten used to it
Obá, obá, obá
With your holy appearance
Obá, obá, obá
Painting the palm trees in colors
And the life of the place

Here comes, washing life endlessly
Extending time to dry
A river and me without rushing
Finally shines white sand
It's about to dawn

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh