Trégua (Eu Quero Trégua)

This house is a battlefield
Me trying to get a smile from you
You don't even talk
I approach calmly and you in a hurry
You cut me off saying: I need a shower
And off you go!

And when the blouse falls on the wet bathroom floor
My heart goes down the drain with it
And the despair increases to see you
And I can't even touch you at that moment

But you're mad at me and shower with the door open
You lay half-naked to provoke me half uncovered
And if it's to love you, I admit my mistake and yours
I want a truce