Two women holding hands
it has nothing that might be found offensive morality
Where doubt sets
Is that this act is done under the table
When they are alone
Because they have nothing to lose
After the hand, the skin of the rest
A love that is secret
They could not even bare to hide
So in the eyes of others
In the street they dress up friendship
One of them said that it is wrong to act
And the other says it is better to let them say
What they think or say could not do anything
Which stops the doves in flight
At two in the ground
A woman with a woman
I do not judge
I do not want to throw the first stone
And if by pushing the door
I find them mouth to mouth in the living room
I do not have the audacity to cough
If it bothers me I can simply go
With my stones they would build their fortress
Which stops the doves in flight
At two in the ground
A woman with a woman
One of them said that it is wrong to act
And the other says it is better to let them say
What they think or say could not do anything
Which stops the doves in flight
At two in the ground
A woman with a woman
Oh oh oh oh oh
Which stops the doves in flight
At two in the ground
A woman with a woman