Lyrics Foolish Samba - Tôco

Foolish Samba

Blue summer time
I seek a chance to be found
I cross the beat, I touch the ground
the classic samba is asking me, How?
I learn a hit, It's London Town
My foolish song is dreaming around
I feel the heat, I heard and know
is it myself lost in your soul?
So far away… Is this a happy end?
I call your name
and understand
Blue summer time
light my cold distant way
I put my notes, don't mind the proud
the classic samba is asking to stay
I learn a hit, It's London Town
My foolish song is dreaming around