5 da manhã

It's already five in the morning, it's already five in the morning
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, it's already five in the morning, it's already five in the morning

Five in the morning and I'm thinking about that kiss of yours
Five in the morning, I saw that your scent is on my clothes
Five in the morning, in my bed there's only a pillow
Five in the morning, it's already five in the morning

Five in the morning and I'm thinking about that kiss of yours
Five in the morning, I saw that your scent is on my clothes
Five in the morning, in my bed there's only a pillow
Five in the morning, it's already five in the morning

And yesterday I woke up at six, kissed the kids and made coffee
At seven, I rode my bike fast
To get fat stacks, have golden chains, and leave the yellow ones behind
At eight, the first scolding, by nine, I was already pissed off
Ten o'clock, I only think about crime
Where I used to wake up at eleven, a balloon and the square and screw the world

Noon, I thank for the food, I pray for myself and my favela
There, we always ride the tram and yet never sit by the window
Thirteen with friends on the line, rumor has it there'll be a party in the hills
Separate the Buchanans, the launch, the best kit, 'cause our gang is their terror

At fourteen, my body's here and my mind's there, have my kids eaten?
Fifteen is break time and I only think about how it's going
Cutting these streets, it's already sixteen, my break for a joint
One-two with the jet friends, seventeen, the tip secured the ride

Eighteen, I observe the city, the traffic, the lights, life is so beautiful
The Moon screams: Seduction, vibrant and alone, and I shout: Wait for me
Nineteen o'clock, the old lady took my babies, it's gonna be a mess today
At twenty on Friday, perfume from head to toe chasing after the girls

Twenty-one, she passes by the square and pretends she didn't see, that's charm
Twenty-two, I'm a bit tipsy, called her by name and asked: Do you know?
That at twenty-three there'll be chaos, I was even thinking of going
Midnight, she appears so beautiful, like the Eiffel Tower in winter in Paris

One, we do our little dance, glass always full and a smile on our faces
Two, both of us close, my hand on your butt and a kiss on your neck
At three, we attack in the alley, if I'm to be yours, say it, I'm willing
At four, between four walls, left wanting more (oh)

Five in the morning and I'm thinking about that kiss of yours
Five in the morning, I saw that your scent is on my clothes
Five in the morning, in my bed there's only a pillow
Five in the morning, it's already five in the morning

Five in the morning and I'm thinking about that kiss of yours
Five in the morning, I saw that your scent is on my clothes
Five in the morning, in my bed there's only a pillow
Five in the morning, it's already five in the morning

Five in the morning and I'm thinking about that kiss of yours
Five in the morning, I saw that your scent is on my clothes
Five in the morning, in my bed there's only a pillow
Five in the morning, it's already five in the morning

And today I woke up at six