Madalena-Ivan Lins

[00:02.92]Madalena [00:03.50] [00:25.44]Walking through the streets of Amsterdam [00:31.90]Half a pack of kreteks in my hand [00:37.83]The rain smells like a woman [00:40.88]That I knew long ago [00:43.81]And I hope she’s happy [00:46.00]Hope she’s doin’ grand [00:49.04] [01:14.49]The cyclones never seem to get this far [01:20.07]They die out off the shores of Zanzibar [01:26.06]And at night I watch the storm clouds [01:30.63]Lighting up the sea [01:33.69]And I wonder if she ever thinks of me [01:35.87] [01:38.28]Madalena [01:40.52]There’s something in the way you held me [01:49.97]But there’s not much left [01:54.22]To hold onto anymore [01:56.46] [02:26.53]I’m older now [02:28.48]My hair is turning gray [02:32.51]A fixture at this crumbling café [02:37.94]And I’m haunted by the memories [02:40.59]Of the man I used to be [02:43.64]‘Cause he took your love [02:46.15]And threw it all away [02:48.72] [02:49.97]And Madalena [02:52.82]There’s something in the way you held me [03:01.32]But there’s not much left [03:04.16]To hold onto anymore [03:08.15] [03:13.70]Madalena [03:16.57]There’s something in the way you held me [03:24.52]But there’s not much left [03:28.50]To hold onto anymore [03:32.92]