Fica

Say that I'm not respectable
Say there's no way
No way at all
Say I'm subversive
An active element
Fierce and harmful
To common well-being

Talk about our shack
Say it's a hole
That no one wants to see
Say my samba is weak
And that I don't drop the baton
Not even to talk to you
But stay
But stay by my side
You leave without explaining
Where you're going and we stay
Not knowing if you'll come back

Tell the first person who passes by
That I'm all about the booze
More than about love
Say it out of spite
Out of anger or for fun
In the middle of the square, please
But stay
But stay by my side
You leave without explaining
Where you're going and we stay
Not knowing if you'll come back

Say I win easily
But lose at dice
And don't give you a penny
Say it's to be careful
I'm a misfit
And what pleases you, my dear
But stay
But stay, my love
Who knows one day
By accident or poetry
You might enjoy staying