On a summer afternoon
I went to the house that I once lived?
It is on the farthest beach
From the province where I grew up?
On a summer afternoon
I made an attempt to rebuild,
The thousand memories that have remained
From the friends I once had
It was beautiful to see, its sun, to comb, the sea
It was beautiful to see, its sun, to comb, the sea
I felt Yesterday, I came back to be born, as in a dream,
But I was not there, what was around me,
The houses are no longer the same,
In them live other people already,
On a summer afternoon
Take the road where you arrive
It was beautiful to see, its sun, to comb, the sea
It was beautiful to see, its sun, to comb, the sea
Faces, people, and memories
Faces, people, and memories
It was beautiful to see, its sun, to comb, the sea
It was beautiful to see, its sun, to comb, the sea
It was beautiful to see, its sun, to comb, the sea
It was beautiful to see, its sun, comb, the?
Only among all we can make this a better place :)