I bit the dust,
And it tasted sweet,
Like candy,
I hit the road and,
I had nothing left to lose,
And all the choices,
I felt I should be making,
Then seems to me,
There’s nothing left to choose.

So I'm speeding up,
I've got my left foot down,
No looking back,
I'm on my way,
The wind’s got me now,
It takes me anywhere,
I'll pick the slack right up,
Another day.

My left foots down,
Is there any better feeling?
I can't recall,
And I don't think I want to know,
I'm good for now,
Who knows about forever,
Forever’s blurry in my mind,
Like long ago.

The white and shining building
Things are going up
This morning lasts forever
My sweet buttercup
The building getting bigger
As the people get smaller
And the rhythms is more funky
And the water is cool
It looks like everyone loves you
It looks like you're gonna win
Just like that shiny white building
We're bigger bigger bigger than everything
I saw you in the board room
Everyone sat on their chair
But I saw that you were different
You had that thing in your hair
I know that They're gonna love this
It looks like you're gonna win
Just like that shiny white building
We're bigger bigger bigger than everything
And when the Viking’s invaded
And when the Saxons when home
You have permission to land here
Yeah you are free to roam

BR:
Só vendo pra crer como a cor se espalhou
ali de onde vem maresia e calor
deleite de ser da manhã que alentou 
a brisa que tem na saudade sem dor

tem quem não  tem porem tambem tem gente que tem
tem quem não  tem porem tambem tem gente que tem

só mesmo  quem tem a magia de crer 
no sul da manhã no momento equador 
vivendo detém o segrêdo de ser
a brisa hortelã  com perfume de flôr 

tem quem não tem porem tambem tem gente que tem
tem quem não  tem porem tambem tem gente que tem

ENG:
You just have to see it to believe how the color has spread
where the sea and the warmth come from
the delight of being there in the morning that encouraged
the breeze of saudade without pain

there are those who don't have it but there are also people who do
there are those who don't, but there are also those who do

only those who have the magic to believe
in the south of the morning at the equator
living holds the secret of being
the mint breeze with the scent of flowers

there are those who don't, but there are also those who do
there are those who don't, but there are also those who do