Manhattan
Caetano Veloso Lyrics


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We'll have Manhattan
The Bronx and Staten Island too
It's lovely going through the zoo

It's very fancy
On old Delancey Street, you know
The subway charms us so
When balmy breezes blow to and fro

And tell me what street
Compares with Mott Street in July?
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by

The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy
We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy

We'll go to the Greenwich
Where modern man itch to be free
And Bowling Green you'll see with me

We'll bathe at Brighton
The fish you'll frighten when you're in
Your bathing suit so thin
Will make the shellfish grin, fin to fin

And South Pacific
Is a terrific show they say
We both may see it close some day

The city's clamor can never spoil
The dreams of a boy and goil
We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy

We'll have Manhattan
The Bronx and Staten Island too
We'll try to cross Fifth Avenue

As black as onyx
We'll find the Bronnix Park Express
Our Flatbush flat, I guess
Will be a great success, more or less

A short vacation
On Inspiration Point we'll spend
And in the station house we'll end

But Civic Virtue cannot destroy




The dreams of a [Incomprehensible]
We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy

Overall Meaning

The song "Manhattan" by Caetano Veloso is a tribute to the city of New York, and in this song, he sings about the various parts of New York City that he loves. The song is full of vivid imagery, and it's easy to picture yourself walking through the streets of New York as you listen to the song. The song starts by expressing Veloso's desire to explore Manhattan along with Bronx and Staten Island. He sings about the zoo, the subway, and how, on balmy days, the subway charms you with its breeze.


The song continues with Veloso singing about the beauty of the streets of New York, such as old Delancey Street, Mott Street, and Bowling Green. He describes how he wants to visit Greenwich to be free and how he and the special person that he is singing to will take a dip in Brighton Beach. He also mentions the great show of South Pacific and how they both may get to see it close some day.


The song ends with Veloso promising that the city's clamor will never spoil their dreams. They will turn Manhattan into an isle of joy, and they will explore the city's various parts and make memories together.


Line by Line Meaning

We'll have Manhattan
We will enjoy all that Manhattan has to offer


The Bronx and Staten Island too
We will also explore other boroughs of New York City


It's lovely going through the zoo
Visiting Central Park Zoo is a delightful experience


It's very fancy
The city is quite upscale


On old Delancey Street, you know
Delancey Street has a rich and interesting history


The subway charms us so
We enjoy taking the subway


When balmy breezes blow to and fro
During the time of year when the breeze is calm and mild


And tell me what street
Can you name a street?


Compares with Mott Street in July?
Is there any street as bustling and vibrant as Mott Street during July?


Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by
Street vendors selling their wares in a peaceful manner are a sight to behold


The great big city's a wondrous toy
The city is an exciting place to be, like a magical plaything


Just made for a girl and boy
It's the perfect setting for a romantic rendezvous


We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy
We will create our own happiness in the city


We'll go to the Greenwich
We will visit Greenwich Village


Where modern man itch to be free
Where people yearn for liberation and self-expression


And Bowling Green you'll see with me
We will together visit Bowling Green park


We'll bathe at Brighton
We will go swimming at Brighton Beach


The fish you'll frighten when you're in
The sea creatures will be scared by our presence


Your bathing suit so thin
You'll be wearing a skimpy swimsuit


Will make the shellfish grin, fin to fin
The fish will be tickled by your attire


And South Pacific
We will attend a performance of the musical South Pacific


Is a terrific show they say
According to popular opinion, it's a wonderful show


We both may see it close some day
We can probably watch it up close at some point


The city's clamor can never spoil
The noisy environment of the city cannot ruin our spirits


The dreams of a boy and goil
The aspirations of a boy and girl


We'll have Manhattan
We will keep exploring Manhattan


We'll try to cross Fifth Avenue
We will undertake to cross the famous Fifth Avenue


As black as onyx
Dark, like the precious stone onyx


We'll find the Bronnix Park Express
We will locate the subway station that will take us to Bronx Park


Our Flatbush flat, I guess
Our apartment in Flatbush, I suppose


Will be a great success, more or less
It will be a good place to live, more or less


A short vacation
We will take a quick break


On Inspiration Point we'll spend
We will visit Inspiration Point and spend some time there


And in the station house we'll end
And we will conclude our journey in the subway station


But Civic Virtue cannot destroy
Even negative aspects of the city such as corruption and vice cannot affect us


The dreams of a [Incomprehensible]
The aspirations of people cannot be thwarted


We'll turn Manhattan into an isle of joy
We will continue to find joy in Manhattan and bring happiness to each other




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

Leão do Norte

Manhatã (for Lulu Santos)
Caetano Veloso

Uma canoa canoa
Varando a manhã de norte a sul
Deusa da lenda na proa
Levanta uma tocha na mão

Todos os homens do mundo
Voltaram seus olhos naquela direção
Sente-se o gosto do vento
Cantando nos vidros o nome doce da cunhã...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Um remoinho de dinheiro
Varre o mundo inteiro num leve leviatã
E aqui dançam guerras no meio
Da paz das moradas de amor

Ah! Pra onde vai, quando for
Essa imensa alegria, toda essa exaltação
Ah! Solidão, multidão
Que menina bonita mordendo a polpa da maçã...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Solo + Diálogo Muito Incompreensível

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Uma canoa canoa
Varando a manhã de norte a sul
Deusa da lenda na proa
Levanta uma tocha na mão

Todos os homens do mundo
Voltaram seus olhos naquela direção
Sente-se o gosto do vento
Cantando nos vidros o nome doce da cunhã...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Do CD Livro, 1997.



CRIS LIMA

Uma canoa, canoa
Varando a manhã de norte a sul
Deusa da lenda na proa
Levanta uma tocha na mão

Todos os homens do mundo
Voltaram seus olhos naquela direção
Sente-se o gosto do vento
Cantando nos vidros o nome doce da cunhã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Um remoinho de dinheiro
Varre o mundo inteiro, um leve leviatã
E aqui dançam guerras no meio
Da paz das moradas de amor

Ah, pra onde vai, quando for
Essa imensa alegria, toda essa exaltação?
Ah, solidão, multidão
Que menina bonita mordendo a polpa da maçã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Uma canoa, canoa
Varando a manhã de norte a sul
Deusa da lenda na proa
Levanta uma tocha na mão

Todos os homens do mundo
Voltaram seus olhos naquela direção
Sente-se o gosto do vento
Cantando nos vidros o nome doce da cunhã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã



Steve Martin

Here is a Google translation ...

A canoe canoe
Bending the morning from north to south

Goddess of legend in the bow
Raise a torch in your hand

All the men in the world
They turned their eyes in that direction.

Feels the taste of the wind
Singing in the glasses sweet name da cunha:

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan

A whirlwind of money
Sweep the whole world, a slight leviathan

And here wars dance in the middle
Peace of the abodes of love

Ah! Where are you going?
This immense joy, all this exaltation

Ah! Loneliness, crowd
What a beautiful girl biting the apple pulp:

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan

Although Caetano is considered to be a great lyricist ... along with Tom Jobim, Milton Nascimento, Ivan Lins, and many others ... I've often found that a bit of the beauty and mystery of the music is lost with the banality of literal translations or words at all. That is not the case in this song .... beautiful lyrics which no translation software can come near.



All comments from YouTube:

holleyeugene

Such is the power of art: that a Brazilian could compose a composition that so completely captures the scope and spirit of the four century history of Manhattan, in his native South American motifs and idioms. Gracias Maestro Veloso!

Francisco de Castro

A masterpiece / uma obra-prima.

Luiz Alberto De Filippo

Precioso preciosidade tudo haver, muito bom poder conhecer NY e ouvir esta belíssima canção com este super arranjo !! Axé Bába !!!

Leão do Norte

Manhatã (for Lulu Santos)
Caetano Veloso

Uma canoa canoa
Varando a manhã de norte a sul
Deusa da lenda na proa
Levanta uma tocha na mão

Todos os homens do mundo
Voltaram seus olhos naquela direção
Sente-se o gosto do vento
Cantando nos vidros o nome doce da cunhã...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Um remoinho de dinheiro
Varre o mundo inteiro num leve leviatã
E aqui dançam guerras no meio
Da paz das moradas de amor

Ah! Pra onde vai, quando for
Essa imensa alegria, toda essa exaltação
Ah! Solidão, multidão
Que menina bonita mordendo a polpa da maçã...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Solo + Diálogo Muito Incompreensível

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Uma canoa canoa
Varando a manhã de norte a sul
Deusa da lenda na proa
Levanta uma tocha na mão

Todos os homens do mundo
Voltaram seus olhos naquela direção
Sente-se o gosto do vento
Cantando nos vidros o nome doce da cunhã...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan, Manhattan
Manhattan...

Do CD Livro, 1997.

Rogerio Souza

O Caetano é genial, música maravilhosa.Valeu por postar,Jason Borba.

CRIS LIMA

Uma canoa, canoa
Varando a manhã de norte a sul
Deusa da lenda na proa
Levanta uma tocha na mão

Todos os homens do mundo
Voltaram seus olhos naquela direção
Sente-se o gosto do vento
Cantando nos vidros o nome doce da cunhã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Um remoinho de dinheiro
Varre o mundo inteiro, um leve leviatã
E aqui dançam guerras no meio
Da paz das moradas de amor

Ah, pra onde vai, quando for
Essa imensa alegria, toda essa exaltação?
Ah, solidão, multidão
Que menina bonita mordendo a polpa da maçã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Uma canoa, canoa
Varando a manhã de norte a sul
Deusa da lenda na proa
Levanta uma tocha na mão

Todos os homens do mundo
Voltaram seus olhos naquela direção
Sente-se o gosto do vento
Cantando nos vidros o nome doce da cunhã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã, Manhatã
Manhatã

Sucessos de Todos os Tempos

Música muito linda ; impressionante , mística , profunda...

Jason Borba

Shungaro - Caetano quando se lança nessas é perfeito! Ele alcança climas que não são para os mortais! Temos que nos imortalizar pelo menos um pouco para ir junto! Vc tem razão. Tem mais algumas músicas dele que me provocam a mesma sensação, sempre! Vou ver se as edito, só para ter à disposição para uma novena cósmica! kkkkk Grandecíssimo abraço

izabel christina

Uma canoa, canoa, canoa....deusa da lida, da proa!!! Que musica linda! beijods

Áurea Alves

Caetano musicou o poema de Souzândrade, escritor brasileiro do século XIX.

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