6 My love is a sailor
And he lives in the high sea
His arms are like the wind
No one can tie them down
7 When he comes to my shore
All my blood is a river
Where the love docks
My heart a ship
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9 My love said that I had
In the mouth a taste of saudade1
And some hairs where
The winds and freedom are born
3 My love is a sailor
When he comes to my shore
He kindles a carnation in the mouth
And sings in this way
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12 I live there far away, far away
Where the ships live (Cristina: They pass)
But one day I will return
To the waters of our rivers
13 I will pass through the cities
Like the wind on the sands
And open all the winds
And open all the prisons
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16 That's the way I speak my love
That's the way he spoke to me one day
Since then I live in waiting
That he'll return as he said
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20 My love is a sailor
And he lives in the high sea
Heart that was born free
Cannot be fettered up
1. Concept similar to nostalgia