Trama Que Voa

[Verse 1]
Rain streaks the window, blurring the city's hum,
Each familiar street, a vibrant thread coming undone.
The crowded market fades, a kudurro whisper in the air,
My heart, a silent loom, where a new pattern I'll wear.
A final glimpse below, before the true climb begins.

[Chorus]
Trama que voa, o chão se desfaz,
Meu fio se estica, em busca de mais.
Small dots below, my old world takes flight,
A tapestry shrinking, in the engine's bright light.

[Verse 2]
The scent of ginguba, a sweet memory now in the air,
O vento now whispers, "Leave worries, beyond compare."
Below, the ocean's vast, a blue fabric unfurled,
Folding secrets, on the edge of a new world.
The joyful rhythm fades, a quiet, growing beat remains.

[Bridge]
This quiet power, collective joy held tight,
A bittersweet ache, in the fading light.
Between what was and will be, my spirit weaves anew,
A vibrant story starting, bold and bravely true.

[Outro]
The city sleeps, a small knot I untwine.
My future's weaving, now solely mine.