Bem Me Queira (part. Gabriel Elias)

She loves the sea because she finds there
The other half of your vastness
She loves the sky, says she wants to fly
Because she's spent too much time on the ground

She's a lioness, she's a flower, she just wants to stay in the sun
She wraps the hours of time in your curly hair

So much desired will be had
From so much being, it became
So much done
That it doesn't matter

She's the wind that rocks her own hammock
Smiling all afternoon
She found in the echo of nature
Her own love me well

She's the wind that rocks her own hammock
Smiling all afternoon
She found in the echo of nature
Her own love me well

So much desired will be had
From so much being, it became
So much done
That it doesn't matter

So much desired will be had
From so much being, it became
So much done
That it doesn't matter