Frasco Pequeno
Fundo de Quintal
Small Bottle
La la la yeah yeah
Who tells me that peace has a color of no
Doesn't tell me that the heart suffered without equal
If it didn't suffer, it hurt too much
And why rush to make mistakes
If the world is not of a single morning
Let it flow, let it pass
Move forward but let me go back
Walk in peace like Gandhi's children
Walk, the world won't break you
Small bottle of such great essence
But let me in to hold me
Let me now, I want you
To live in fantasy
So Wednesday never comes to me again
Make this love a carnival
To live in revelry
