Maré do Sim

[Verse 1]
String lights swayed on the cashew tree, soft and low,
Barefoot on the red earth, watched our own steady current flow.
Mason jars glowed, catching firefly dreams,
This simple dirt road brighter than any gilded gleams.
No grand cathedral, no fancy carved wood,
Just the rhythm of the drums, felt so understood.

[Chorus]
This love, it's a tide, steady and strong,
Built on the firmest ground, where shifting sand don't belong.
Our horizon's vast, a promise in the breeze,
Carried on the salt wind, through the cashew trees.

[Verse 2]
The old mandolin sang, a a tune from deep inside,
Smell of cashew fruit, carried on the rising tide.
No polished marble, just the red earth we stand upon,
Our simple vows echoing, from dusk 'til the break of dawn.
Friends and family gathered, like nets full of grace,
Every smile a current, finding its rightful place.

[Chorus]
This love, it's a tide, steady and strong,
Built on the firmest ground, where shifting sand don't belong.
Our horizon's vast, a promise in the breeze,
Carried on the salt wind, through the cashew trees.

[Bridge]
Some chase the glitter, a fortune in their hand,
But our love's the horizon, boundless across the land.
It's the steady rhythm of the tide, washing worries clean,
The deepest current, the truest love I've ever seen.
This simple setting, where all our doubts just fade,
A future built on promises, not fortunes made.

[Outro]
Yeah, this love, it's our harbor, always true,
A promise whispered, me and you.