Sussuarana

It's been three weeks
That at the party of Saint Anne
Zezé Puma
Called me to talk
From that corner
We walked down the road
Nobody said anything
We walked slowly

Night came
The path was in between
I had that fear
That someone could see us
I wanted to say
Puma, let's go
But Our Lady Virgin
Where are the words to say

Further ahead
From the world, already far away
We stopped for a moment
We took a breath
Embarrassed
He turned to my side
Oh Virgin of my sins
Give me absolution

It was done
It was witchcraft, it was malaise
That never straightens out
That they put on us, it's possible
Puma
My heart doesn't deceive me
It's been five weeks
You won't come back