I awaken in the blueness,
Amidst incense and lavender;
June has arrived from the South,
It has turned the city into a poem!
It carried stories, silks and carnivals...
Along the avenue, stars are swivelling.
I say goodbye... My love, my wharf!
I follow the sun, that lives in me:
Today I'm reaching my free port!
Since I have everything in the wind,
I sway to the rhythm of the world!
I follow the sun, that lives in me...
Since I have everything in the wind,
I sway to the rhythm of the world!
And close by, I remember the sea
As I watch the sun rise from it.
Today I shall sail away
On the Atlantic, quarter Oriente. 1
I carry the myths, the moons and the arcane...
I sight the dream created by my people:
I shall return by the end of the year!
And I remember the poem that sings within me
Because it always brings Lisbon (to me).
And life itself, in a second,
Sways to the rhythm of the world!
I follow the sun, that lives in me:
Today I'm reaching my free port!
Since I have everything in the wind,
I sway to the rhythm of the world!
And in a single moment, I have everything:
It sways to the rhythm of the world!
And life itself, in a second,
Sways to the rhythm of the world!
1. Oriente is a small quarter around the Station of Oriente in Lisbon, which is very close to the estuary of the Tagus. It takes advantage of the marina at the Parque das Nações.