I'm from Porto, I have the sea in my veins, I sail to the taste of the wind, discoveries were hypotheses Stories told when I sail, unnorted, to find a solution to fold that cape That torments me, wears me out, tires me, I keep focus, faith in my people and trust I don't lose hope while I don't discover a route, guide me by the right stars, that there is a coast That embraces me and shows me the way of the seven seas, that teaches me and shows me all the smells and promenades That educates me and corrects me in the moment I am wrong, that frees me from the chains of this history of the past I will be a slave, today I feel alive, that the nun wrote me in sentiment, in a book I bring my destiny, frees me from the chains, silenced all my dreams and thoughts I will be free, if I still wait, but social inequality exists and it is not a secret Porto is my nest, my cradle, my safe harbor, city, paradise, our identity has no price In search of the way to KRTA The moon of your beach is more beautiful than there is In search of the way to KRTA The moon of your beach is more beautiful than there is Aphrodisiac melodies, mixed with Indian spices Wind chimes bring wisdom, spread by the light or funia Since the times of Amoraria, we lived in peace and harmony No religion divided us, it was the beauty of nature, boy And I let the wind take me and I go beyond, beyond And if there is strength to fight, I do not stay alone, alone, alone I can doubt what I can, if it's to believe, this is with me I take my city on my solo and I go, I go, I go, I go In search of the way to KRTA The moon of your beach is more beautiful than there is In search of the way to KRTA The moon of your beach is more beautiful than there is www.mooji.org