Ponta solta
ANAVITÓRIA
Loose ends
Labyrinth of words, loose ends
Your dark eyes seeing everything they weren't supposed to see
That strong scent of ripe love made me understand
That I can be and am happy alone, but I'd rather be with you
How wonderful it is to get to know you
Your grown-up home, traces of tobacco
Just us, walls, paintings, a temporary prism
An abyss I swore with all twenty fingers not to fall into
Paper cuts don't hurt, but they don't heal, and our meeting was just like that
How wonderful you are, from start to finish
Slip of the tongue (a trap)
Quicksand
Cold hands (warm chest)
Two islands
An abyss I swore with all twenty fingers
Certain I wouldn't want to fall
Paper cuts don't hurt, but they don't heal, and our meeting was just like that
How wonderful you are, from start to finish
From the window, I saw a necklace of diamonds on the horizon
And the trees of the Atlantic Forest also witnessed everything
Memory box
Fragments of certainty
All the tenderness
Of lightning, of a beast
It takes on another meaning underfoot
When on your lips, new shivers
Other paths, in the air, it's temptation
