In alto mare [English translation]

we navigating a little ,

it is right or wrong I don't know

with stars guides adorns your eyes,

our big love

fishing in the imagination

green stones in Bahia?

To the rudder the folly

and we find again there

on the high sea

on the high sea

and then let yourself go

on the wave that throw you down

and then it casts yourself toward the blue

and breathing on the high sea

as two birds to be killed

late it has returned towardown

to tell yourself doesn't fly any more ugh.

on the high sea

as two birds to be killed

late it has returned towardown

to tell yourself doesn't fly anymore ugh.

Sailing I already know it,

that the earth will sprout,

it is normal thus,

because we live here,

among the noises in street,

tranquilizers in the pharmacy

children of the ideology

and we can't to stay here

on the high sea

on the high sea

then let yourself go

on the wave that throw you down

and then casts yourself toward the blue

and breathing on the high sea

as two birds to be killed

late has returned towardown

to tell yourself doesn't fly anymore

and to breathing on the high sea

as two birds to be killed

late it has returned towardown

to tell yourself doesn't fly anymore ugh.