"I want / la la laiá / lalaiá lalaiá... / because I'm coming back!"

It's freezing on this plane, but I know I'll soon be in the warmth of my Rio de Janeiro, in the arms of my Nation.

Have you put a Brahminha in the fridge yet? I mean... you can't just have one beer, right?

I was missing Gávea so much! What a great place to live... View of Christ the Redeemer, on the edge of the Lagoon, home of the World's Greatest Fan Club. Don't tell anyone, but it's my favorite destination.

A few years ago I was there again. It was almost 40 years of longing. I can't even explain what I felt when they took me on the float, seeing that sea of ​​people all the way to the horizon.

The Nation is truly different. I won't even risk trying to find many words and explanations... When we feel it, we know. That's it.

We speak with our eyes and our hearts. Our hearts. Over 42 million beating like crazy! If you pay attention, you can even see them pulsing through the Mantle...

Long flights can be tiring... But when we're lying down, hugging America's heroes, it's easy, it passes quickly. Dengo do Mengo, is there anything better?

I think I can hear the flight attendants announcing that we're about to descend. I can already see the blue that covers the Marvelous City through the window. Oh, lucky me!

Okay, everyone... It's official: everyone is free to disembark from the ship. Enough talk, we're already landing.

It's anxiety that can't fit in my chest to go out, see you and be carried away in this sea of ​​love. 

Come, hug me more!

“I’m back, I’m back! / Someone who helps you has arrived / I’ve already warned you / That for lack of love / you won’t die..!”