Sá Marina [English translation]

Walking down the street on the hill

Only those who saw can tell you about it

Smelling like the flowers of an orange tree

Sá Marina came to dance

Walking down the street on the hill

Only those who saw can tell you about it

Smelling like the flowers of an orange tree

Sá Marina came to dance...

Wearing her usual white skirt

She turns to the sun, that stopped to look

With her way that is so coy

She made everyone sing...

She turns to life outside

And lets this happiness out

Dances until the sun rises

So that we can sing

Twists so these upset people

Will move and follow her steps

She shows this poetry in her look

Huuuuuuummmm!...

Leaving verses at the start

It's only songs so we can sing

On that Sunday afternoon

She made everyone cry

And she made everyone cry

And she made everyone cry...

La la la la la la la la la!

La la la la la la la la la!

La la la la la la la la la!

La la la la la la la la la!

Oh!

Leaving verses at the start

It's only songs so we can sing

On that Sunday afternoon

She made everyone cry

And she made everyone cry

And she made everyone cry

And she made everyone cry...

La la la la la la la la la!

La la la la la la la la la!

And she made everyone cry

And she made everyone cry

And she made everyone cry

And she made everyone cry...