You crossing that street wearing all black
And I was waiting for you in front of a certain pub, Leblon
You were coming close and I was scared to death
there, right there in front of a certain pub, Leblon
When I was crossing that street, I was scared to death,
to see your smile and start na old good dream
And the dream fatally would become a nightmare,
there, right there in front of a certain pub, Leblon
- Let’s get in...
- I Don’t have time!
- What happened?
- What’s up?
- What happened, my Love, you had your hair cutted?
- It was the desire’s scissors, really desire to change