Um, Dois, Três
Jota.pê
One, Two, Three
And she approached, without letting herself be noticed
Came swaying lightly here by my side just for me to look
And she said to me: Mister, get up quickly, come dance!
How can she say so much without opening her mouth?
Just dancing to become whole
And make your world my world
I even forget about myself
One, two, three, one, two, three
And took me for the first time for herself
I even feel awkward to tell, to sing
Because it was so intense, so sincere
That I don't want it to end
But after all, nothing is so definitive
