O Cheiro da Maçã
Leandro & Leonardo
The Smell of Apple
Every night is the same
I look for you and you don't want
Pretend to be sleeping
Doesn't even seem like you're my woman
So tired, you turn to the side
And I suffer in silence in bed
Four in the morning
I smell the apple
And the scent of your body
I see everything falling apart
You coldly forgetting me
Little by little through the bed
And a crazy desire hits
To kiss your mouth
And fulfill my desires
Another night of punishment
Without touching your body
Without getting your kisses
A new day begins
My fantasy
Remains in longing
Once again I will suffer
Without affection and without you
Another night I am lost
I missed out
And didn't love you
