The sails from Mucuripe
Are heading out for fishing
They'll take away my sorrows
To the deep sea waters
Tonight I'm flirting
Without the fear of being missed
Without minding about marriage
Brand new corduroy pants
White linen coat
That until last month
On the fields was still a flower
Under my bent hat
An honest and naive smile
Of a charming young man
With his twenty years of love
That star is hers
Life, wind, sail, take me away from here
That star is hers
Life, wind, sail, take me away from here