In alto mare [English translation]

We’ve been sailing for a while –

don’t know if either in a good or a bad way –

A star guides your eyes,

[that is] our big love, us.

Are [we] taking hints from1 our fantasy,

Green stones from Bahia?

[With] our craziness is at the helm [of our boat]

We find ourselves again

Over the deep sea,

Over the deep sea:

And then we let ourselves go

Over the wave that first throws you down [on water]

And then flings you to the sky;

We’re [finally] breathing

Over the deep sea

Like two birds that prefer to die

Rather than coming back [to the ground]

Saying that we are no longer going to fly.

I already know that, if we [continue to] sail,

The land is going be sighted:

This is a normal thing:

‘Cause we’re living here,

Among all the noises of an Avenue,

[Pumped full of] tranquilizers from a drug store,

Sons of [the Age of] Ideology,

We cannot stay here [too long]

Over the deep sea,

Over the deep sea:

And then we let ourselves go

Over the wave that first throws you down [on water]

And then flings you to the sky;

We’re [finally] breathing

Over the deep sea

Like two birds that prefer to die

Rather than coming back [to the ground]

Saying that we are no longer going to fly.

We’re [finally] breathing

Over the deep sea

Like two birds that prefer to die

Rather than coming back [to the ground]

Saying that we are no longer going to fly.

1. lit. “Fishing from”