I'm thinking about you
I want to see you
But at this time you must be
Picking the kids up at school
Then getting home
See the remains of everything
And when the silence comes
Puff one out and listen to Coltrane
I don't do that anymore but I understand it very well
I love you hair
I love your voice
I love your style
I love your peace of mind
The plumber has let you down
There's a meeting of the condominium
The telephone makes no call
And the shower is shocking
There's a flying cockroach on the kids' room
And the brats are going crazy yelling
For them it's all fun
But you know what it is to be frightened, frightened, frightened
Of flying cockroaches
And you say in that way of yours:
- Oh, I need a man!
And I say: - Ah, Leila, me too!
And we laugh
You arrange your photographs for expo
You promise to work more with the computer
And finish your video until September
Get the car at the mechanic
See the bank account, credit-card, taxes
Saturday there'll be fish at Analú's
And Sunday, hotdog with the kids at Fernanda's
I love your eyes
I love your strength
I love to say your name: Leila
Sometimes things get rough, my friend
But you know how to face the beauty of this life
I love to say your name:
Leila, Leila…