| Song | Madalena |
| Artist | Ivan Lins |
| Album | Cantando Historias Ivan Lins |
| [00:02.92] | Madalena |
| [00:03.50] | |
| [00:25.44] | Walking through the streets of Amsterdam |
| [00:31.90] | Half a pack of kreteks in my hand |
| [00:37.83] | The rain smells like a woman |
| [00:40.88] | That I knew long ago |
| [00:43.81] | And I hope she’s happy |
| [00:46.00] | Hope she’s doin’ grand |
| [00:49.04] | |
| [01:14.49] | The cyclones never seem to get this far |
| [01:20.07] | They die out off the shores of Zanzibar |
| [01:26.06] | And at night I watch the storm clouds |
| [01:30.63] | Lighting up the sea |
| [01:33.69] | And I wonder if she ever thinks of me |
| [01:35.87] | |
| [01:38.28] | Madalena |
| [01:40.52] | There’s something in the way you held me |
| [01:49.97] | But there’s not much left |
| [01:54.22] | To hold onto anymore |
| [01:56.46] | |
| [02:26.53] | I’m older now |
| [02:28.48] | My hair is turning gray |
| [02:32.51] | A fixture at this crumbling café |
| [02:37.94] | And I’m haunted by the memories |
| [02:40.59] | Of the man I used to be |
| [02:43.64] | ‘Cause he took your love |
| [02:46.15] | And threw it all away |
| [02:48.72] | |
| [02:49.97] | And Madalena |
| [02:52.82] | There’s something in the way you held me |
| [03:01.32] | But there’s not much left |
| [03:04.16] | To hold onto anymore |
| [03:08.15] | |
| [03:13.70] | Madalena |
| [03:16.57] | There’s something in the way you held me |
| [03:24.52] | But there’s not much left |
| [03:28.50] | To hold onto anymore |
| [03:32.92] |
| [00:02.92] | Madalena |
| [00:03.50] | |
| [00:25.44] | Walking through the streets of Amsterdam |
| [00:31.90] | Half a pack of kreteks in my hand |
| [00:37.83] | The rain smells like a woman |
| [00:40.88] | That I knew long ago |
| [00:43.81] | And I hope she' s happy |
| [00:46.00] | Hope she' s doin' grand |
| [00:49.04] | |
| [01:14.49] | The cyclones never seem to get this far |
| [01:20.07] | They die out off the shores of Zanzibar |
| [01:26.06] | And at night I watch the storm clouds |
| [01:30.63] | Lighting up the sea |
| [01:33.69] | And I wonder if she ever thinks of me |
| [01:35.87] | |
| [01:38.28] | Madalena |
| [01:40.52] | There' s something in the way you held me |
| [01:49.97] | But there' s not much left |
| [01:54.22] | To hold onto anymore |
| [01:56.46] | |
| [02:26.53] | I' m older now |
| [02:28.48] | My hair is turning gray |
| [02:32.51] | A fixture at this crumbling café |
| [02:37.94] | And I' m haunted by the memories |
| [02:40.59] | Of the man I used to be |
| [02:43.64] | ' Cause he took your love |
| [02:46.15] | And threw it all away |
| [02:48.72] | |
| [02:49.97] | And Madalena |
| [02:52.82] | There' s something in the way you held me |
| [03:01.32] | But there' s not much left |
| [03:04.16] | To hold onto anymore |
| [03:08.15] | |
| [03:13.70] | Madalena |
| [03:16.57] | There' s something in the way you held me |
| [03:24.52] | But there' s not much left |
| [03:28.50] | To hold onto anymore |
| [03:32.92] |