Mal de Mim
Djavan
My Ailment
I thought
It was just a one-day thing
To be mad at myself
I reacted
I'm your friend and I say 'How are you?'
You get serious and no sign
You fought with me and loneliness will serve
As a place for both of us
If it's love, how about acting and not being extreme?
Let's be smoother
Grab this shoulder of mine
Water it, if it falls asleep I know sleep tricked me
In this iron distance
that marked my love
Sleeping with you is listening to Gal and Tom
Whatever happens is good
Strolling, seeing friends again, bringing good news
Visiting Greece in the future
