Toalha De Mesa / Idade De Fazer Bobagem / Marina / Balada nº 7 / O Neguinho E A Senhorita / Volta Por Cima

I swore not to love anyone
But you came along, and I did too

Then, your gaze in my eyes
Then, your hand in mine
On a bar tablecloth
You drew a heart

Those who love become blind and see nothing
Hear a thousand truths but don't believe
See, in the loved one, the pure image of kindness
Although it may be the image of evil

I saw a thousand qualities in you
But today, fortunately, I know why
It's because I was blind
I was indeed, I don't deny
Blinded by love for you

She's 18, I'm turning 56
I carry my disappointments
And she dreams of being happy
Imagine that

This could be love
But it could also be all illusion, all mirage
She's in the dreamy period
And I'm at the age of foolishness

There you go, the samba you asked for, Marina
There you go, I did everything and you gave up, Marina
There you go, my love, all my affection
And you're slowly killing me with passion

Longing, love, passion can't be controlled
I gave you my love, Marina
And Marina, you keep flirting with another
I can't live like this
Marina, you're the beginning of my end

Your illusion enters the field
In the empty stadium
A crowd of dreams applauds, perhaps
The old athlete recalls the happy plays
Kills the longing in his chest, dribbling the emotion

Today, other stars repeat his plays
Still, in the net, his last goal shakes
But hindered by life, he stopped
And the game ended forever
His tired legs
Ran for nothing
And the team of time won

The little black boy liked the madam's daughter
Whom we call 'miss'
The lady also liked the little black boy
But the little black boy doesn't have money to spend

The madam has a prejudice against color
Couldn't avoid this love
The miss went to live on the hill
With the little black boy who is a composer
The miss went to live on the hill
With the little black boy who is a composer

I cried
I didn't try to hide it
Everyone saw
Pretended to pity me
It wasn't necessary
Where I cried, anyone would cry
To give the comeback I gave, I want to see who would

A man of morals doesn't stay down
Nor does he want a woman to come give him a hand
He recognizes the fall
And doesn't get discouraged
Gets up, shakes off the dust
And bounces back

He recognizes the fall
And doesn't get discouraged
Gets up, shakes off the dust
And bounces back...