lula é o peixe do mar

מילים

[Verse 1] I pull the pan to the table, the scent of brine in the air, The sea’s applause in a sizzling song, and I’m already there. Heat curls around my fingers, the tentacles twirl in a dance, A bite of ocean whispers, “Come taste the world, take a chance.” [Pre‑Chorus] They call it “lula” in the markets, but it’s more than a name, It’s the echo of waves, a memory that’s never the same. [Chorus] I eat lula at lunch, I eat lula at night, Golden strips of sea, they taste just right. Lula, you’re a delight, the fish of the tide, In every bite, I feel the ocean inside. [Verse 2] A drizzle of lemon, a sprinkle of salt, the plate glistens bright, The crunch is like laughter, the sauce is a gentle light. I taste the salt on my tongue, the wind that once swirled around, It’s the story of the deep, the quiet beat that’s found. [Pre‑Chorus] The kitchen’s a harbor, the stove a small ship, Navigating flavors, no need to trip. [Chorus] I eat lula at lunch, I eat lula at night, Golden strips of sea, they taste just right. Lula, you’re a delight, the fish of the tide, In every bite, I feel the ocean inside. [Bridge] If the sea were a song, I’d be the chorus that sings, The rhythm of waves in every bite I bring. And when the night settles, the kitchen hums low, I remember the tide and the promise it bestows. [Chorus] I eat lula at lunch, I eat lula at night, Golden strips of sea, they taste just right. Lula, you’re a delight, the fish of the tide, In every bite, I feel the ocean inside. [Outro] So raise your fork, let the sea’s whisper unfold, In every slice, the world’s story is told.