Portuguese
Walking by the ocean side
With the wind on my face
I just want to slide
Without leaving a trace...
Along with my steps
The waves start to talk
Feeling the heat of the sun
I don't want to walk.
All of my footprints
Marked deeply in the sand
Having every dream
Based in a piece of land.
I want a little place
A son, a book and a tree
With all my heart, I want you
And I ask: do you want me?
I smile with your answer
My heart starts to shine
You want me to be yours
And I want you to be mine!
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