1, 2, 3, 4 solo glasses in the apartment
We were talking about our dream places while looking at the map
Even if it could have been nice
What else could we have done?
We started dancing without knowing how to
We freed our thoughts without knowing how to silence them
Even if it could have been nice
What else could we have done?

We found ourselves in the apartment
Everyone wanted to play the game
Hours around the table, we admitted never wanting to leave
Outside it was raining cats and dogs
We decided to change the scenery
No matter if we fill our glasses to the brim
Tonight Paris becomes a seaside

Yeah, we'll end up with our feet in the water
Some will end up in each other
And all this will last until dawn
I'm climbing to the top of happiness

1, 2, 3, 4 solo glasses in the apartment
We were talking about our dream places while looking at the map
Even if it could have been nice
What else could we have done?
We started dancing without knowing how to
We freed our thoughts without knowing how to silence them
Even if it could have been nice
What else could we have done?

All this is the same
I see my body in Paris
Around me it's not dreamy
When my head is in Rio
It's not the place that makes the party
It's not the voice that makes the jerk
Only carry positive vibes
(?) of politics

As usual the sun rises, the moon has left us
Sleep dreams of being the guests
We talked, danced all night
We sang bossa to leave the city
In a world apart, warmth and beauty of the islands
The feeling that my apartment has become a beach in Brazil

1, 2, 3, 4 solo glasses in the apartment
We were talking about our dream places while looking at the map
Even if it could have been nice
What else could we have done?
We started dancing without knowing how to
We freed our thoughts without knowing how to silence them
Even if it could have been nice
What else could we have done?

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