Majestic Iguazu
An owl sings a lullaby
while the moon draws a silver crib
for a newborn superstar.
In the middle of one of
the Earth's lungs,
in the heights of Serra do Mar,
Iguazu's performance starts.
It grows up faster as it slithers
across a paradise,
listening to the oldest nature's songs,
under the brightest skies.
As its best fan,
beauty follows
its adventures to the South
without any plan,
eternal journey of joy,
among infinite cuddles,
the best dream to enjoy.
Heaven's door opens
when Iguazu river falls,
sublime scenery to admire
hugged by God's calls.
Majestic Iguazu falls,
a natural wonder,
a masterpiece painted
by the best artist ever.
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