Artifício

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