Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Conto De Areia, artist - Alcione. Album song Alcione Sem Limite, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 07.01.2001
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: Portuguese
Conto De Areia(original) |
É água no mar…é maré cheia, ô |
Mareia, ô…mareia, é água no mar! |
É água no mar…é maré cheia, ô |
Mareia, ô…mareia |
Contam que toda a tristeza que vem da Bahia |
Nasceu de uns olhos morenos, molhados de mar |
Não sei se é conto de areia, ou se é fantasia |
Que a luz da candeia lumia pra gente cantar |
Um dia a morena enfeitada de rosas e rendas |
Abriu seu sorriso de moça e pediu pra dançar |
A noite emprestou as estrelas bordadas de prata |
E as águas de amaralina, eram gotas de luar |
Era um peito só…cheio de promessa, era só |
Era um peito só…cheio de promessa, era só |
Quem foi… que mandou o seu amor… se fazer de canoeiro |
O vento que rola nas palmas… arrasta o veleiro |
E leva pro meio das águas…de Iemanjá |
E o mestre valente vagueia |
Olhando pra areia sem poder chegar, adeus amor! |
Adeus… meu amor não me espera |
Porque já vou-me embora |
Pro reino que esconde o tesouro… de minha senhora |
Desfia colares e conchas… pra vida passar |
E deixa de olhar pros veleiros |
Adeus meu amor, eu não vou mais voltar |
…Foi Beira-Mar…foi Beira-Mar quem chamou |
…Foi Beira-Mar, ê ê…foi Beira-Mar |
(translation) |
It's water in the sea... it's high tide, oh |
Sea, oh… sea, it's water in the sea! |
It's water in the sea... it's high tide, oh |
Mareia, oh... marie |
They say that all the sadness that comes from Bahia |
It was born from brown eyes, wet from sea |
I don't know if it's sand tale, or if it's fantasy |
That the light of the candeia shines for us to sing |
A brunette day decorated with roses and lace |
She opened her girly smile and asked to dance |
The night lent the silver embroidered stars |
And the waters of amaralina, they were drops of moonlight |
It was just a chest...full of promise, it was just |
It was just a chest...full of promise, it was just |
Who was it… who sent his love… to make a canoeist |
The wind that rolls in the palms... drags the sailboat |
And it leads to the middle of the waters…of Iemanjá |
And the brave master wanders |
Looking at the sand without being able to reach, goodbye love! |
Goodbye... my love doesn't wait for me |
because I'm leaving |
To the kingdom that hides the treasure... of my lady |
Unravel necklaces and seashells… for life to pass |
And stop looking at the sailboats |
Goodbye my love, I'm not coming back |
…It was Beira-Mar…it was Beira-Mar who called |
…It was Beira-Mar, êê…it was Beira-Mar |