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
Where Donga made the Samba
In the rhythm of the people
From Angola, from Luanda
Suffering the longing, the wonderful dilema
Falling in the trap of the beautiful morena
Oh, it feels so good kissing 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
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
Where Donga made the Samba
In the rhythm of the people
From Angola, from Luanda
Suffering the longing, the wonderful dilema
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 diadem
Ai, ai, ai, que coisa louca
Ai meu Deus, que coisa boa
I remember Gamboa
There's a feeling there's a beat
That hugs me like a boa
Walking by the docks
Where Donga made the Samba
In the rhythm of the people
From Angola, from Luanda
Suffering the longing, the wonderful dilema
Falling in the trap of the beautiful morena
Oh, it feels so good kissing 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
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
Where Donga made the Samba
In the rhythm of the people
From Angola, from Luanda
Suffering the longing, the wonderful dilema
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 diadem
Ai, ai, ai, que coisa louca
Ai meu Deus, que coisa boa