A Casa É Sua
Maria Bethânia
The House Is Yours
I don't lack a chair
I don't lack a sofa
I just need you sitting in the living room
I just need you to be
I don't lack a wall
And in it a door for you to enter
I don't lack a rug
I just need your bare foot to step on
I don't lack a bed
I just need you to lie down
I don't lack the morning sun
I just need you to wake up
For the windows to open for me
And the wind to play in the backyard
Rocking the flowers in the garden
Swinging the colors on the clothesline
The house is yours
Why don't you arrive now?
Even the ceiling is upside down
Because you take so long
The house is yours
Why don't you arrive soon?
Not even the nail can take it anymore
The weight of this clock
I don't lack a bathroom, bedroom
Lamp, dining room
I don't lack a kitchen
I just need the doorbell to ring
I don't lack a dog
Howling just because you're not here
It seems like it's asking for help
Like everything here in this place
I don't lack a house
I just need it to be a home
I don't lack the passing time
I just can't wait any longer
For the birds to sing again
And the cloud to draw a pierced heart
For the ground to lie down again
And the rain to drum on the roof
The house is yours
Why don't you arrive now?
Even the ceiling is upside down
Because you take so long
The house is yours
Why don't you arrive soon?
Not even the nail can take it anymore
The weight of this clock