Enquanto Engoma a Calça
Ednardo
While Ironing the Pants
Don't look now, but while ironing the pants I'll tell you
A very short story, easy to sing
Because singing is like not dying
It's like not forgetting
That life is what makes sense
Because singing is like not dying
It's like not forgetting
That life is what makes sense
This cool flying was not taught by anyone
It wasn't a bird, it was the gaze of my love
It gave me goosebumps and electrified me like this
When it looked at my heart
This cool flying was not taught by anyone
It was a bird, it was the gaze of my love
It gave me goosebumps and electrified me like this
When it looked at my heart
Don't look now, but while ironing the pants I'll sing to you
A very short story, easy to tell
Because singing is like not dying
It's like not forgetting
That life is what makes sense
Because singing is like not dying
It's like not forgetting
That life is what makes sense
This cool flying was not taught by anyone
It wasn't a bird, it was the gaze of my love
It gave me goosebumps and electrified me like this
When it looked at my heart
This cool flying was not taught by anyone
It was a bird, it was the gaze of my love
It gave me goosebumps and electrified me like this
When it looked at my heart
Because singing is like not dying
It's like not forgetting
That life is what makes sense
Because singing is like not dying
It's like not forgetting
That life is what makes sense
Oh, but how sad
This artist's life of ours
After losing Vilma to São Paulo
Losing Maria Helena to the dentist
Because singing is like not dying
It's like not forgetting
That life is what makes sense
Because singing is like not dying
It's like not forgetting
That life is what makes sense
