Laia, laia, laia
Sempre no meu coracao meu bem
Laia, laia, laia
Um amor que vai, e um que vem
I love to hear the Beija-flor in the morning
Buzzing around, our garden jasmine tree
The sunday market always gets exiting
Where we find little treasures just for me
I left my heart in Rio and Sao Paulo,
And parts of Pindamonhangaba too
I found myself in waters in the montains
Where rivers flows, and people dance and sing
In Salvador we painted walls with color
In Arambepe we played with the stars
The sand across my skin, it never leaves me
Wherever I go, this is where you are