1° de Agosto

Tomorrow is August 1st
And everything in me is set ablaze
Bag on my back, singer in hand
I bury my feet in the heat of the ground
And there’s so much sun along the way
That even being one, I don’t feel alone
Every year, on different beaches
Silky, warm bodies come together

I love seeing the golden beach
The strange shine of the wet sand
Diving green in the ocean waves
I search the depths to touch it
Laid out in the sun, with nothing to say
A wide smile of pure pleasure
Every year, on different beaches
Silky, warm bodies come together