I never dreamt of you,
I never been to the movies,
I am not into samba, I don't go to Ipanema*
I don't like the rain, either the sun
And when I called you, I hanged up, wrong number
You name I just don't know
I left aside on my piano all these silly things
I was planning to tell you, oh no... Ligia, Ligia
I never wanted to be at her side
During the weekend
Having a beer in Copacabana*
Walk down to the beach till Leblon*
And when I fell in love
It was nothing but an illusion, I ripped off your name
I wrote a slow samba with all the love lies
That I learned with you
It's true... Ligia, Ligia
And when you embrace me
In your serene arms I will just surrender
But your dusky eyes
Scare me off more than a sunny day
It's true... Ligia, Ligia