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In the care of the sky of a hidden city,
Where the sea mixes with the earth, in a deep embrace,
In the arms of mountains that seem to smile,
And the wind dances like a whisper never lost.
There, where the lights are dreams and the night is far away,
Every step is a heartbeat, every breath is a distant breath.
In the silence that screams among the waves of infinity,
There is a life that vibrates in the blood of those born from the heart of these stones.
In the rhythmic beat of the tides, the city grows,
Like a flower that opens to the sound of ancient melodies,
In the color of the skies that fade into a thousand facets,
Under the reflection of a sun that is never tired.
The hills speak with a language that no one understands,
Every word an echo of those who carne before,
Every step in the sand is a dream that remains,
A secret kept silent by the breath of those who run between the heat and the rain.
The streets are veins of a body that never stops,
Every intersection a knot in the universe that intertwines,
The voices mix like notes of a jazz that never ends,
And the city sings, a symphony made of shadows and lights.
On the mountain, the statue looks at the sea,
lt does not know if it is the guardian or prisoner of this eternity,
Suspended between heaven and earth, in the wind that has no home,
In the smile of those who know that time is only a distant mirage.
The waves break, like broken promises,
But those who walk on the sand never ask for more,
Feel only the beat of the sea in their heart,
And get lost in the infinity of a sky that has no limits.
And in this dance, where everything mixes and nothing stops,
A breath remains, a city that beats in the heart of the world,
A dream that continues to live, to grow, to shine,
Like a star that never needs artificial lights.
This is the city that needs no words,
Where love is the language and the sky is the home,
And every face, every gesture, every step in the wind, Becomes part of a dream that knows no end.
And while time slips like sand through your fingers, The voices intertwine, a chorus that has no end, Every smile is a flash, every step a promise,
An illusion that becomes flesh and dissolves in the air. The nights are reflections of forgotten stars,
And the sea, that caresses the shore with moonlike hands,
Tells stories of broken dreams and distant loves,
Where the past mixes with the wave and the future is a step that has no direction.
In the breath of the wind, the city finds its rhythm,
Where the heart beats like distant drums,
And the colors of the days dance on an invisible loom,
Every movement a verse, every shadow an unwritten poem.
The streets are rivers that flow between the buildings,
Where the concrete becomes life and the asphalt breathes,
Every corner is a corner of the universe,
Every glance is a journey that goes beyond the edge of the horizon.
The laughter, the quick steps, the shouts of celebration,
Every sound becomes music, every sound becomes freedom,
And in the midst of the crowd, where the world seems to get lost,
There is a hidden peace, a silence that cannot be seen but heard.
And at sunset, when the sky is tinged with impossible colors,
The city dresses itself in dreams, in promises never said,
Every light that turns on is a beacon in the darkness,
Every star a desire that merges with the earth.
Stay here, city, where every breath is a mystery,
Where every glance is a journey that never ends,
Where the sky embraces the earth and the sea,
And everything becomes poetry, everything is a dream that becomes reality. The city doesn’t ask, doesn’t wait, doesn’t stop,
lt runs, lives, and every day is a new birth,
In the heart of those who love it, in the heart of those who live it,
RIO DE JANEIRO is the beat that never goes out, a fire that burns in the heart of those who know how to listen.
