Sábado Morto
Erasmo Carlos
Dead Saturday
I want to hang myself
In your hair
I want to get lost
In your advice
I want to go wherever you go
Carrying all our love
My mind, and my body
On this dead Saturday
I want to surrender to you...
I want to become
Your words
I want to forget myself in the walks
With you through the sidewalks
Seeing new early mornings
My mind, and my body
On this dead Saturday
I want to surrender to you
I want to surrender to you...
