Língua do Beijo
Ícaro e Gilmar
Language of the Kiss
It will pass
Tell the heart it will pass
It only weighs in the first days
Longing hits but doesn't stay
That's how every love ends
If it's going to hurt, take me along
Maybe we have a drink
And the mouth brings up another kind of subject
We speak in the language of the kiss
We cry in each other's arms
What if talking about old love
What if a new love is born
