Text: Nelly Furtado. Folklore. Island Of Wonder.

The man wrinkles his face
But it's already worn
The coffee is sour
And the shirt is torn

But the smile is bigger than the Atlantic sea
It happens to bring out the Atlantis in me

Island of wonder
Where do you come from?
Is it the way the sun hits my face
Or is it your memory which I cannot trace, I cannot trace

Eu vejo mais ao longe
Pessoas sem fome
Com pas sangrando
Na vereda Florida

And the church bell dongs
A remarkable song
And I swallow the salt
As I hum along

The woman, she laughs as I pass her by
In a patchwork dream I left behind

Island of wonder
Where do you come from?
Is it the way the sun hits my face
Or is it your memory which I cannot trace, I cannot trace

Look at me, I have so much pride
I took my shoes off, I ran, I did not hide
And look at me, I have so much pride
I'll give my dowry for the prize

Island of wonder
Where are you going?
Nobody knows it but it is snowing
In the hearts and minds of every kind of universe, universe, universe

Island of wonder
Where are you going?
Nobody knows it but it is snowing
In the hearts and minds of every kind of universe, universe, universe