Mulher Casada

Who loves a married woman
Is a suspicious sufferer
I say this because there's one living in my heart
I've tried to get away from her, I fell in love with her and now there's no way out
I'm tied to her, she's also into it
Her eyes tell me she likes me
I love that woman and if her husband finds out
It might even be my end
Our love has grown, it's already rooted
I have to confess, I can't keep it in
One of these days I'll drink, open my mouth and say that I'm in love
A woman like a fragile, affectionate and sensible girl
Well dressed she's my lady, undressed she's my cat
Her warmth warms me, her scent feeds me and her absence kills me
I'll do anything in life for our love not to end
I'll face a war if it has to be that way
I'll be capable of everything, I just can't get used to you being away from me
Advice is no use, no matter where it comes from
Saying she's married and I should find another woman
I love only her and our hearts choose what they want
I admire her husband, a man with a cool head
Some nights I spend the night, some days I spend the day
With her by my side, then I'll take her home and the fool doesn't even suspect
But if I were married to such a beautiful woman
I'd hire myself to take care of her
I wouldn't even touch the ground, only my hands touching her, not even the wind would touch her
Because she's married, I want her and I can't
But if she became a widow or left that guy
I'd marry her, the world would be just ours, and the sky would be ours too
I really want to say her name
I'd say it publicly, kissing, hugging her
All thirty days of the month and then sing to you all
My passion is her