Nesse Sofá
Bala Desejo
On This Couch
Every day, every hour, everywhere
The same news on TV
Time passes, nothing happens, I make my coffee
But one day I lose my faith
So much time like this, in mine
I can't pretend anymore
Midnight, noon
It doesn't matter, I swear to you
It's been days since the Sun decided to tease once and for all
But when it teases, I'm the one who cries
I never asked anyone to help me
And now at this moment, it's not possible, it's not possible
Oh, how I wish for a reason to get up
Once
From this couch
The bell rings, the work hits, I hit my foot
On the corner of the dining table
I paint my lips, create an atmosphere, put on my suit
To see if I feel less alone
In this rhythm, I keep going
For hours on end without stopping
It doesn't matter, I don't even remember when
I realized I had to accept
There are days when the Sun decided to get cheeky once and for all
And when it gets cheeky, I'm the one who blushes
I would give everything for a way to remember
The wonder of watching the day end
And having a friend by my side to stay up all night
And dawn
On this couch