Down the street,
Hand in hand,
Without a hurry,
They hope tomorrow will be just like today!
Helping each other,
Sharing the tear,
Fear is a word they do not fear!
Missing the touch,
Desiring the kiss,
Distance and rivers are never too long,
‘Cause they’ve found a bridge; yes, they do have a bridge!
And their song fills the air in the middle of the bridge named love…
Humberto de Lima