I'm just a Latin American boy
With no money in the bank
With no relatives of consequence
From the countryside
But I have in my mind a radio song
In which an old composer from Bahia* told me
"Everything is divine, everything is wonderful"
But I have in my mind a radio song
In which an old composer from Bahia told me
"Everything is divine, everything is wonderful"
I've heard many records
Talked to people
Followed my path
Conversations, music in the night
And I don't have a single friend
Who still believes all that, no**
Everything changes!
And justly so
I'm just a Latin American boy
With no money in the bank
With no relatives of consequence
From the countryside
But I know
All is forbidden***
But I'd like to say
All is allowed
Even kissing you in the darkness of a movie theater
Where no one can see us
But I know
All is forbidden**
But I'd like to say
All is allowed
Even kissing you in the darkness of a movie theater
Where no one can see us
So don't ask me to write you
A song as it's supposed to be****
Well-behaved, white, soft
Very clean, very light
Sounds, words are daggers
And I can't sing properly
Without meaning to hurt someone
But don't worry, my friend
With this horrible things I'm saying
It's only a song
Life is actually different
I mean...
Life is way worse than it
I'm just a Latin American boy
With no money in the bank
Please, don't point your gun in the saloon*****
I'm only the singer
But if after I sing
You still want to shoot me
Kill me at once
In the afternoon, at 3 p.m.
Because I have plans for the night
And I can't miss it because of you
But if after I sing
You still want to shoot me
Kill me at once
In the afternoon, at 3 p.m.
Because I have plans for the night
And I can't miss it because of you
I'm just a Latin American boy
With no money in the bank
With no relatives of consequence
From the countryside
But I know nothing is divine
Nothing, nothing is wonderful
Nothing, nothing is secret
Nothing, nothing is mysteryous, no******