I am Carioca! !
I come from my Rio de Janeiro
where all loves are possible
I do not know if by sea or mountains
or if the carioca way of loving
There is a freedom in our soul
for love, for dance
touched by the immense beauty
that surrounds us all
we love, black and white
rich and poor
in our sands all are equals
pulled by 'S', talk nonsense
but we are happy
Cariocas we are
For everything we give a way
And love Carioca is different
to love any other
is wind and soft sand under your feet
is sea green, crystalline, huge waves
is the cold beer in the afternoon, the breakfast
always in the same bakery
It's beauty that blind us
it hurts of longing,
like lost love
but it always comes back
distance is short
between you and total love
my homeland, my sonnet
the good mood, entire joy
Good Morning my Rio de Janeiro!
poem by Mirna Morgan
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