Loureiro, Bittencourt, Matos)



Somehow I turn around and see

My nerves break down inside

Maybe you might know much more than me

So tell me what is right to say



Down the weakness of my soul

Lie the secrets, and I know

There's something pushing back

Wish my hands could turn to gold

And my heart would break the cold

To give my thoughts some sense



The turn is close, new century

Still people think they're kings

Now you've got your voice,

Your own speech

Don't wait 'till someone else agress



Swimming naked of beliefs

And responsabilities

Just feel the sea of bliss

Mother nature brings to me

In fantastic purity

Everything I need



Like a teenager discovery

What's more delightful than this?

Try to remember how good it was

Feeling the life as it is

To believe!



New world was born out of man's dreams

Now we walk on our own

The angels cried, you've heard them weep

But now it's time to make them sing!



Swimming naked of beliefs

And responsabilities

Just feel the sea of bliss

Mother nature brings to me

In fantastic purity

Everything I need



Like a teenager discovery

What's more delightful than this?

Try to remember how good it was

Feeling the life as it is

To believe