Mulher Casada

Who loves a married woman
Is a sufferer and suspect
I say this because there's one
Who lives in my heart
I tried to forget about her
But I fell in love with her
And now there's no turning back

I'm tied to her
She's the same way
Her eyes tell me
That she feels the same for me
I'm loving this woman
If her husband finds out
It might be my end

Our love has grown so much
And it's already rooted
I tried to vent
But I can't stay silent
One of these days I'll drink
Open my mouth and say
That I'm in love

Her girlish ways
Fragile, affectionate, and sensible
Well-dressed she's my lady
Without clothes she's my cat
Her gaze warms me
Her scent feeds me
And her absence kills me

I don't accept advice
From wherever it comes
Saying she's married
That I should find another woman
I love only her
And our hearts
Know what we want

I'll do everything in life
For our love not to end
I'll even face her father
If it has to be that way
I'll be capable of anything
I just can't get used
To her being away from me

I admire her husband
A man with a cool head
Some nights I spend the night
Some days I spend the day
With her by my side
Then I leave her at home
And the fool doesn't even suspect

Oh, if I were married
To a woman like her
I'd hire myself
To take care of her
I wouldn't even step on the ground
Only my hand would touch her
Not even a fly would land on her

But since she's married
And I want her but can't have her
Ah, if she were widowed
Or left that thing
I'd marry her
The world would be ours
And the sky would be ours too

There are days when I want
To say her name
To publicly declare
Smelling, biting her
For thirty days of the month
Then tell you all
My woman is her