The boats are the joy of this place
Every afternoon there is a party
When they arrive from the sea
The old people at a table
They are like a vision
Drinking all afternoon
Singing a song
Who has no love in the world
Do not come to this place
br/>Those who don't see the deep blue
There's nowhere else to look
Those who are afraid
Carry the symbol of caution on their chest §ção
I carry an angel in my arms
And gold in my heart Izabel
Think of me on our sunny days
They were like that

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