A Média Luz (A Meia Luz)
Nelson Gonçalves
The Half Light (The Half Light)
Currents, 348
Who goes up to the second floor
No doorman, no neighbors
Only love will find
There is a calm atmosphere
In this seductive room
A phone that warns
A record player that cries
Old tangos and songs
And a porcelain cat
Mute, watch our love
And everything in half light
To toast love
In the half light of kisses
In the half light of the two of us
And everything in half light
Inner twilight
The desires are soft
In the half light of love
Currents, 348
Who goes up to the second floor
No doorman, no neighbor
Only love will find
There is a calm atmosphere
In this seductive room
A phone that warns
A phonograph that cries
Old tangos and songs
And a porcelain cat
Mute, watch our love
And everything in half light
To toast love
In the half light of kisses
In the half light of the two of us
And everything in half light
Inner twilight
The desires are soft
In the half light of love
The desires are soft
In the half-light of love
