Poxa

Oh man, how nice it was to meet you again
Enjoying a samba with my people
You don't know how much I like it
I told you that you wouldn't stay even a week
Away from this poet who loves you so much
Away from the drumming and my love
Oh man, why don't you stop to think a little
Don't you see that it's the reason for a crazy poet
Who wants your love to turn into a song
Oh man, don't change the subject
Don't you see how nice it is for us to be together
Woman, your place is in my heart
Oh man, to have your love and turn it into a song
Oh man, woman, your place is in my heart