歌：Antonio Carlos Jobim
作詞：Antonio Carlos Jobim, Paul Cesar Pinheiro
作曲：Antonio Carlos Jobim
発売：2023-02-05 04:32:59
In the garden of the roses
Of dream and fear
Through the beds of thorns
and flowers
There I want to see
Olere, Olara
If you can catch me
In a cold dawn
Of a strange dream
Joao woke up
The dog was barking
Joao opened the door
The dream was there
So Joao must run
So Joao must leave
So Joao must vanish
Into where even God can't find him
In the nighty-morning
Of a must-journey
He starts his flight
One day ahead
The dragging palm leaves
Rubbing out his tracks
The land the palm of his hand
The land
And full morning
His shadow to his left
Heading for the crags
He left behind the last fence
And through rugged paths of a
fickle fate
Searching for life and meeting death
He followed the northern quadrant of
the sun compass
A certain Chico, called Antonio
On a bay horse that was an old burro
That in Cold Sand once crossed
the river
Here comes Matthew, whose name
is Pedro
Alias Horace, nicknamed Simao
Also known as Tiao
Christened Joao.
Getting word, he twisted his course
From North-Northeast to North-North
In the half life of postponed deaths
A stranger called Joao
In the glare of the waters
In the black desert
Having nothing to lose
Courageous fear
There I want to see
Olere, Olara
If you can catch me
By seven paths of seventy dooms
Seven hundred lives and seven
thousand deaths
This one, Joao, Joao
And it was a clear day
And it was a dark night
And it was midnight in his heart
Beyond the seven sierras
Beyond Wild Cane
In the Swamp of the Souls
All would end
On a forgotten trail
Where the mud hampers
There, in the Every-End-Is-Good
There was once a Joao
In the garden of the roses
Of dream and fears
Through the beds of thorns
and flowers
There I want to see
Olere, Olara
If you can catch me