Going down the sloping street
Only those who saw can tell
Smelling the orange blossom
Sá Marina comes to sing
In her usual white skirt
The sun spins that stopped to look
With her so charming way
She made the whole people sing

She spins through life
And brings out, this joy
Dance that dawns the day to sing
Dance that these afflicted people
Get agitated and follow, in her step
Shows all this poetry in the look

Going down the sloping street
Only those who saw can tell
Smelling the orange blossom
Sá Marina comes to dance
In her usual white skirt
The sun spins that stopped to look
With her so charming way
She made the whole people sing

And she made the whole people sing
And she made the whole people sing
And she made the whole people sing

She spins through life
And brings out, this joy
Dance that dawns the day to sing
Dance that these afflicted people
Get agitated and follow, in her step
Shows all this poetry in the look

Leaving the verses in the departure
And only songs to sing
On that Sunday afternoon
She made the whole people sing

And she made the whole people sing
And she made the whole people sing
And she made the whole people sing

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