Golden Sun
André Travassos
When you land on the Golden Sun
Will you cry for a minute before admiring
All the beauties disposal to everyone?
When you walk through the oaks by the river
Will hear my voice so soothing
Whispering inside your ears?
Once you’re there, living happy in the Golden Sun
With the kindest woman you ever met
Both hearts beating as one
I hope you let old memories come by sometimes
And remember everything you passed
Till you finally land on the Golden Sun
And remember everything you passed
Till you finally land on the Golden Sun