Erudite Samba
I walked on water
Like Saint Peter
Like Santos Dumont
I went to the skies without fear
I went to the bottom of the sea
Like the old Picard
Just to show off
Just to impress you
I wrote a poem
Like Olavo Bilac
I handed out flyers
To give you a Cadillac
You didn't even care
About so much prowess
You put such a high price
On your beauty
So, like Churchill
I tried again
But you were too much
For the Englishman's patience
So I bowed
Before the force of the facts
I washed my hands
Like Pontius Pilate
I walked on water