Let go of me
Since I'm in a hurry
I don't care about
Your gown
Or your French perfume
My body now
Only speaks Portuguese
And that's how I like it
Touch me more
The details
Of the luxuries
I don't follow the people
I make my own road
The one that seems to be
The most fair
Speak low
So I'll listen
I can feel everything
What you didn't want to say
So
You can let me go
You can let me pass
I know it
I'm different
But that's how I like it, you know?