Xote Das Moças

Girl, come join my circle
You’re already a woman
A rose in bloom, not a bud, come
I’m the doctor who examines you
I want your love
To fulfill my destiny

But the girl
Who wanted to date
Now wants
A boyfriend to marry
She’s tempting me
To talk to her dad
To ask for her hand
And the only way is to tie me down

The doctor has surrendered
To the cleverness of the girl
Who imposed love
On the doctor of medicine?
And this doctor
Transformed into a patient
Prefers to marry
To be the doctor of just one client