Here is this little samba
Made in only one note
Others will come in
But the base is just one
This other is consequence
of what I just said
As I am the inevitable consequence
of you.
How many people exist around that speaks too much
And say nothing, or almost nothing
I used all of the measure
And in the end remained nothing
And I came back to my note
Like I come back to you
I will tell through my note
Like I love you.
And who wants all the notes
Re, mi, fa, sol, la, si, do
Always stay without anyone
Stay with only one note.