Artifício
Aluísio Machado
Artifice
Through the service entrance
So as not to give people something to talk about
I use artifice
I go to the top floor
Making love
Thinking about it
Bringing warmth
To those who have everything
And nothing
Making love
Thinking about it
Bringing warmth
To those who have everything
And nothing
In the hallway
In the carpeted
Mirrored hallway
I admire in the reflection
Without complex my sex
When the doorbell rings
How sweet
I see that creature
Who adores me, who tolerates me
Our love is forbidden
Hidden
And that's why she cries
When I say: I'm leaving
That's when I lie down and roll
I roll, I sway and tangle
And lose track of time
That's when I lie down and roll
I roll, I sway and tangle
And lose track of time
