Pelúcia

Today I'm stuck to a plush toy.
I keep imagining being close like this with her.
I'm aware of the time she passes by here on the street.
I'm thinking carefully about giving her this teddy bear.

But if she looks at me,
With that little attitude of being mad at me,
I'll cry once again.
If she mistreats me....
Without her it won't work!...
Without her it won't work to stay.

CHORUS

Every time I cuddle up,
Sad and needy of affection,
I feel a void in my chest
And I cling to this bear that belongs to her.
Tell me what I do for that
Words and sayings I memorize.
My love is all 'little'.