Folhetim

If you happen to want me
I'm one of those women
Who only say yes
For a trivial thing, a good night out
A movie, a bar

And if you have income
I accept a gift
Something like
A fake stone, a 'Dream of Waltz'
Or a cut of satin

And I will fulfill your wishes
I will say half-truths always in half-light
And I will make you vain, suppose
That you are the greatest and that you possess me

But the next morning
Don't count to twenty
Get away from me
Because you're worth nothing now, you're a closed chapter
Discarded from my serial story

If you happen to want me
I'm one of those women
Who only say yes
For a trivial thing, a good night out
A movie, a bar

And if you have income
I accept a gift
Something like
A fake stone, a 'Dream of Waltz'
Or a cut of satin

And I will fulfill your wishes
I will say half-truths always in half-light
And I will make you vain, suppose
That you are the greatest and that you possess me

But the next morning
Don't count to twenty
Get away from me
Because you're worth nothing now, you're a closed chapter
Discarded from my serial story