Noite Severina
Elba Ramalho
Savage Night
Run calmly, Severina night
Softly on the sheet that caresses your delicate skin
Stones dreaming of dust in the mine
Stones dreaming of jackhammers
Each being has dreams in their own way
Each being has dreams in their own way
Run high, Severina night
In the city's roar, a window lit like this
I breathe your desire
Flame on the wick of the oil lamp
Shadow on the sheet that caresses the delicate skin
Shadow on the sheet that caresses the delicate skin
There so close and not seeing me
There I feel your soul floating from the body
Your eyes moving without opening
There so certain and fair and only being yours
I distance myself from you, but always alive
My eyes moving you without opening
Run wild, savage night
Ambush of an animal that follows its prey
Slave to your beauty
Soon the day will want to break
