Tão Beata, Tão À Toa
Marina Lima
So Blessed, So Idle
And in the heat of this magic
I am fierce, I become beautiful
And I slip into your body
And sell my soul to the devil
Just to taste your flavor
It's that I bite
Bite and blow
That I assemble and disassemble
So blessed, so idle
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Is there anyone crazier than me?
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Is there anyone crazier?
And in the heat of this magic
I am fierce, I become beautiful
And I slip into your body
And sell my soul to the devil
Just to taste your flavor
It's that I bite, bite and blow
That I assemble and disassemble
So blessed, so idle
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Is there anyone crazier?
