Man, that wind out there
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Blew off my hat, shook my chain
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It's the breath of a party accordion that
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It's such a clear note right in my hand
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Pressing the bass notes of my heart
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It's everything I leave behind, nothing else
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I'm a homeless little bird
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I live in the world, but I'm not from here
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When I can't fly anymore
I let the work and the herd go by
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It's landing on the guitar and playing a big moda tune
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Don't tell me you don't like it
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Don't tell me you don't like it
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Man, this wind right here
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Kissed my horse on the seashore
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It's the serenade song of someone who's already gone
And is about to come back
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It's the gust that fires up the engine of Rio
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That comes from deep inside our Brazil
Whoever saw, whoever sang
Whoever cried, whoever smiled
It's iron, it's fire, it's a stomp
Oh, good news, lightning flash news
I've already got it in my hand
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The password, the saddle and the spur
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The chestnut waiting for the backlands to turn into sea
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The sea then lighting up in fire
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It's the end, it's the start, I sang
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It's the party of the king's return