When I walk around Soho
I remember Gamboa.
There's a feeling.
There's a beat.
That hugs me like a boa.

Walking by the docks
whistling a samba
in the rhythm of the people
from Angola, from Luanda.

Suffering the longing
the wonderful dilemma.
Falling in the trap
of the beautiful morena.

A miracle just happened
finding you in the cinema
with this god given love
who would dare to condemn us.

Ai, ai, ai, que coisa louca.
Ai meu Deus, que coisa boa.
Ai, ai, ai, que coisa louca.
Ai meu Deus, que coisa boa.

When I walk around Soho
I remember Gamboa.
There's a feeling,
there's a beat
that hugs me like a boa.

Walking by the docks
Donga made the samba
in the rhythm of the people
from Angola, from Luanda.

Suffering the longing
the wonderful dilemma.
Falling in the trap
of the beautiful morena.

Oh, it feels so good
kissing you in the cinema.
Now we're getting down in Soho.
Sandals, beads, and no problema.

Ai, ai, ai, que coisa louca.
Ai meu Deus, que coisa boa.
Ai, ai, ai, que coisa louca.
Ai meu Deus, que coisa boa.

Suffering the longing
the wonderful dilemma.
Falling in the trap
of the beautiful morena.

Oh, it feels so good
kissing you in the cinema.
Now we're getting down in Soho.
Sandals, beads, and no problema.

Ai, ai, ai, que coisa louca.
Ai meu Deus, que coisa boa.