Alteza
Maria Bethânia
Highness
When my man left
He sent a message to the four winds
That my throne was stained
And my kingdom frayed
I'm a queen who willingly
Abdicated scepter and crown
And I surrender and give myself
Completely to what I am
The nomadic life that echoes in my blood
I open the car door, fixated
Take me to the gypsy world and I'm pulled
By a whirlwind
Embraces all places
Dusty bars call for me
And I peek from the sidewalk
If my love drinks there
How the light necklaces attract me
By the wayside
Wandering, I take the wheel
And make it my nest
Tracks of my man here and there I trace
I depart for sudden, unprecedented landscapes
I turn on my fog lights high
In each of the cities I pass through
I hear his name on the trail
Ajuda Village, Viçosa
Porto Seguro, Guarapari, Prado
Itagi, Belmonte, Prado
Jequié, Trancoso, Prado
My man in my heart
I carry with great care
He left without leaving me a P.O. box, address
I arrive at a place and he has already taken down the tent
My God! Did I fall into a trap
Did I fall into a trap, a snare
And that this love that spread all over me
Was just a legend
For when I arrive at a place
There he has already taken down the tent
The tent, the tent, the tent, the tent