Full so pretty beaches of light exist None have the enchantments That you Always possess Your sands Your so pretty sky Your sereia smiling Copacabana, princesinha of the sea Per the mornings you ésa life to sing and tardinha the setting sun always Leave a homesickness in people Copacabana, the perpetual sea singer To kissing you was lost of love and today it lives to murmur you Copacabana I I only have to love