Pedra da Gavea کے بول

I look out to sea and gaze upon the setting of the sun Still knowing that all around me there is much work to be done While worshipping stars above me While the warships are fighting round me in the sky. Observing the time attack the movement of the human race Observing evolvement of an ethnic sound destroying space Seeking the time to help me move the meeting celestial greetings from the air. Gazing in wonder at the human fire of carnival Knowing that some are right about the wrong in principle Opening hearts to warm you coldly As I look onward boldly to the air.