LEBLON
ADAM DUNNING
Morning sun speaks through the sky
Wakes the city to a silver sea
And above, the maresia
Floating with the soul of living free
Down in Leblon
In the sun where we belong
Shadows by the sea
Natural sensuality
Samba breezes blow
And the impulse starts to flow
Blending with the air
That adventure in her stare
And the heat reveals her to the night
The naked moon in her eyes
Ocean sand melts on her thigh
Echoes reach the morning sky
Down in Leblon
In the sun where we belong
Shadows by the sea
Dripping sensuality
Samba breezes blow
And the impulse starts to flow
Blending with the air
That adventure in her stare
Wakes the city to a silver sea
And above, the maresia
Floating with the soul of living free
Down in Leblon
In the sun where we belong
Shadows by the sea
Natural sensuality
Samba breezes blow
And the impulse starts to flow
Blending with the air
That adventure in her stare
And the heat reveals her to the night
The naked moon in her eyes
Ocean sand melts on her thigh
Echoes reach the morning sky
Down in Leblon
In the sun where we belong
Shadows by the sea
Dripping sensuality
Samba breezes blow
And the impulse starts to flow
Blending with the air
That adventure in her stare
