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I know your skin
Already brings out in others
Other sensations
And that the world is your place
Except for the tiredness
And discontent
That my heart will bring
And caress your hair
That the wind has messed up

And that accent of yours
Hits me
And scares my place
It's easy to forget your eyes
The hard part is not remembering
Your smile looking for
Some love, someone to love

Ah, if I could
I would come get you
Whether in São Paulo
Or anywhere else
In the corners of your room
I would look for
Something striped to wear
Just for you to find me

Your restless city
Kills with love and cold
Whether with a bullet, or a shiver
And never stops to blow
And I won't stop singing
Until you come looking for me
To tell me you even liked it
But that you won't give me love
That you wish me all the luck

Luck

I'm already tired of just feeling
And dreaming of your taste
If I'm gonna die then I will
Because even Criolo has sung
In SP there’s no love