I see you Cinthia trying to get back in the boat
I see you César holding your red pillow
I see you Leander asking about The Blue Lagoon
And maybe, sometimes I can see you all crystal clear
And then there's a fire starting in my heart
hotter than thousand shirtless shape boys
Out of the game, out of the tent,
Out of the island, out of the country
who would have known how this would taste
I heard... that you are back to your lives
No taxi boats, no 3km track, no blood in my mouth
But near, far, wherever you are
Remember Hillary Clinton and the time of our lives
and don't forget, I beg, the face in the dust
We'll stay forever this way
Said songs we sang and they're memories made
Never mind... any noise in the roof
Or if you are in a taxi with no money
You are safe in my heart
Now, bound by the surprise of our sunny days
Throw your soul through every open door
because I wish nothing but the best for you, too!
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