Grávido
Gonzaguinha
Pregnant
Pregnant
Why is it that a man can't?
Want to always be eager
To understand in himself the seed
That he sees in the belly
Of that girl
Who is in an interesting state
Interesting
Nine moons nine months
So many transformations
The skin changes everything changes
Everything is worth it to have the fruit
And suddenly I burst
Open the door to give birth
The cry, the flame of our life
Shines, attracts, seduces
Oh, Mother, what would it be like to have a child?
Knowing step by step of generation
To the joy of childbirth
Cared for by the female
Who holds us all
Impregnated by her
In the relationship of purest passion
Mother, what would it be like to have the child?