Cúmplice
Cazuza
Accomplice
Today I woke up wanting trouble
I wrote your name in the air
I knocked three times on wood
I felt you calling me
In fact, a braille letter
Gave me a blind certainty
You were back in the neighborhood
On some corner waiting for me
My love, my accomplice
I will always find you
In the moon's warnings
On the other side of the street
I visited all the diners
Had wicked ideas
Recalled so many clever moves
You getting closer every time
My love, my accomplice
My partner against the flow
You haven't changed at all (at all, at all, at all)
Neither have I, how nice!
