Clarão na encruzilhada

I loved someone, and that someone didn’t love anyone
I loved someone, and that someone didn’t love anyone

I loved the Sun, I loved the Moon
Down at the crossroads, I loved Mr. Tranca Rua
I loved the Sun, I loved the Moon
Down at the crossroads, I loved Mr. Tranca Rua

There was a flash at the crossroads
And from the flash came a laugh
It wasn’t the Sun, it wasn’t the Moon
What shone was Master Tranca Rua