A woman in the sun - that's all my desire Coming from the salt of the sea, naked, arms in a cross The flower of the lips half open for the kiss The skin shining all the pollen of the light. A beautiful woman with her breasts at rest Naked and warm in the sun - that's all I need A tender belly, damp hair, and a smile On the blossom of lips parted for enjoyment. A woman in the sun that I lean over Whom I drink and who bites, with whom I mourn And who, when submitting, gets angry and sobs Vinicius de Moraes