Going down the hillside street
Only those who saw it can tell
Smelling the orange blossom
Only Marina comes to sing
In the usual white skirt
The sun turns he stopped to look
With his very playful way
He made the whole people sing
Ride through life
And let it out, that joy
Dan'a que The day dawns to sing
Dan'a that these distressed people
Get busy and follow, in your step
Show all this poetry in your eyes
Walking down the street
Only those who have seen it can tell
Smelling the orange blossom
Only Marina comes to sing
In the usual white skirt
Gira the sun that stopped to look
With his very cheeky way
He made the whole people sing
And he made the whole people sing
And he made the whole people sing
And he made the whole people sing
Run through life
And let out this joy
Dan'a that the day dawns to sing
Dan'a that these distressed people
Agitate and carry on, in the your step
Shows all this poetry in your eyes
Leaving the verses at departure
And only songs to sing
That Sunday afternoon
He made the whole people sing
And he made the whole people sing
And he made the whole people sing
And he made the whole people sing

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