Baby, I came from far away.
From where the sun
never shines at day.
Up there it’s so cold,
everybody’s so old
that I’m looking for you,
that I’m looking for youth.
I ain’t gonna tell you that’s good.
I ain’t gonna tell you that’s bad.
I just want you to know
that my body is alone and sad.
My body feels the heat
sometimes, of the stars at night
then feels the cold rain dropping by.
But I am sick of searching
all through this land
a loving caressing hand.
Oh, how I wish to feel
that strange thrill
that so many people describe to me:
a loving hand caressing my hand,
my body, taking care.
Musicada por Caetano Veloso