The girl with the eyes
Of the batuquegê tribe
It's only feeling, it's only a movie
For you I want to be
A slather on love
A proof of your taste
And in this country
I'd make you happy
Come and give me love
Give me your heat
I want you in my way
I want you in my way
So, there's no creed
There's no 'why?'
There's no longer those who said
That the game was over for you
And I thought, darling
In splitting heat into two halves
And in this country
I'd make you happy
Come and give me love
Give me your heat
I want you in my way
This is a sea of faith
In the zap, skin
In the sap, movie
Everything is logical