I want to write a Z on your breast
To be your Zorro with sword and cape
To save you at the very end
Then, return to when i wore shorts
Believe again in the bogey man
And go to sleep with you beside me
I want to be shirt number ten for you
Have all Benfica in my feet
Be one up in your consideration
If there is no fun in your stand
I'll play my last game
And score a goal with my hand
I want to stroll with you arm in arm
With the whole street staring in envy
Asking how did he do it ?
Using all the humilty i have inme
I'll say in the way that hurts least
"It was easy. She was the one who asked".