Desejo

You don't even know
What a life
reduced to passion
Then everything is an illusion
Everything is an illusion

Feeling longing
Holding onto a life
Through breathing
So everything is an illusion
Everything is an illusion

Complaining about not having the sea at hand
With this heat, the day is pain
Complaining about whatever there is
Not everything you can want
Not everything is what you want

Love, love
Planted in the heart
It sprouted from a kiss
Is it not an illusion anymore?
It's my desire