Encantamento

This is about the girl who captivates
With your open, awkward smile
Who has such magic
That quickens the thump thump in my chest

With honey-colored eyes, she seems like a mantra
Trying to bring peace to my mind
And mutual shivers reveal themselves in the end
As your lips meet mine

I wait like that little kid
Who waits for Christmas morning
Like fireworks waiting for the New Year
And the samba dancer waits for Carnival

I wait
For the moment to see you
I wait
For the moment to see you

To take you to the sky, to the sea
Or to any place where there will be
A beautiful sunset
With an orange hue almost pink

And may my days always come like this
With your ivory-white smile
And the sweet scent of jasmine
And your eyes like a mantra