[Spoken Introduction] We came to Ouro Preto From different countries, Different languages, Different histories. We came to talk about cybernetics. But somewhere among the hills, The tables, the laughter and the songs, Cybernetics began talking through us. [Verse 1] Among the hills of Ouro Preto, Where bells move through the morning air, We followed streets of stone together Not knowing what we’d discover there. Many currents, many questions, Many ways of seeing the whole— At the confluence of our stories, Something opened in the soul. [Pre-Chorus] One voice speaking, One voice heard, One life changing Through another’s word. [Chorus] Carry the song wherever you go, Leve a canção—let the confluence flow. Carry the laughter, the friendship and care, The music continues because we were there. Through every difference, something began— A question, a friendship, a change in the plan. Carry the week when the gathering ends, Vai com saudade—go smiling, my friends. [Verse 2] We spoke of systems and relations, Of feedback, purpose, change and choice; Of how the one who is observing Also changes what is given voice. We drew our circles, crossed our boundaries, Found new questions in reply; And sometimes understanding entered Through a song beneath the Brazilian sky. [Pre-Chorus] Listening, speaking, Changing too— I become different In meeting you. [Chorus] Carry the song wherever you go, Leve a canção—let the confluence flow. Carry the laughter, the friendship and care, The music continues because we were there. Through every difference, something began— A question, a friendship, a change in the plan. Carry the week when the gathering ends, Vai com saudade—go smiling, my friends. [Verse 3] Around the table, food and stories, Ideas wandered, glasses raised; The Ministry of Fun encouraged All the songs and games we played. At Arista’s table, friends together Turned conversation into sound; Cybernetics left the diagram And came alive in those gathered around. [Bridge] Perhaps confluence does not ask us To surrender where we start; Each river carries its own journey, Yet meeting changes every part. Perhaps the system we discovered Was not contained in any view— It lived within the space between us, And in what our meeting helped us do. [Quiet Refrain — group voices] Confluência… Friendship and song. Confluência… Where differences belong. Cybernetics… Alive in what we do. I leave with part of everyone, And leave a part with you. [Final Chorus] Carry the song wherever you go, Leve a canção—let the confluence flow. Carry the questions, the kindness and care, The conversation continues from here. Through love and forgiveness, support and surprise, We learned to see again through each other’s eyes. Carry the week when the gathering ends— Vai com saudade… Go humming… Go smiling… Até logo, my friends. [Outro — voices receding] Leve a canção… Carry the song… Confluência… We still belong… Ouro Preto… Até logo, my friends… Leve a canção… Carry the song…
