The sun’s going down
Now giving room for the moon
To let you sleep tight.

I feel like puking
And I think I’m gonna faint…
Let the show begin!

Brazil in your mouth:
Some cachaça, lemon juice,
Sugar and ice cubes.

Life is magic and
Full of opportunities
If you believe it.

The end of the world,
Crying over sad songs then
Finally freedom.

And she quit her job
To have a new beginning
And to be happy.

I believe in us
Although there’s no guarantee
You’re the one for me.

Let me be happy
Let me travel the world and
Never return home.

Here he was standing
Her heart was beating so fast!
Kiss? Hug? Or nothing?

From Argentina
To Brazil, she flew thinking
That’s it… you’re crazy!