I'm just an old Bahian,
A guy, a Caetano, just some dude,
Going against the grain, singing against the melody,
Swimming against the stream,
What is it that you see, what is it that you want,
You, who are such a queen?
Goddess,
Carioca with her own light,
Only mine,
When all your bare roses,
Everything,
Carnation in the song I wrote,
Who leads;
Come, seduce
This puny brown kid,
Destined to never be a man;
This higher primate;
This gender-confused
Lion-tamarin;
Loving the moon and repeating:
The moon is mine.
Goddess,
Soldier of the little tides,
Queen,
From Rio de Janeiro,
Alone.
Hand on the wheel, foot in the hurricane,
My brother
In this empty world.
Hand on the wheel, foot in Carnaval,
My peer
In this cruel world.