Prenda Minha

Today is the thirteenth Friday take mine it's a day of praise
My oldest friends have left me, you gave me consolation
Many moons have passed, take mine many moons I have gone through

I made promises to the little black one poor thing that's why I found you
I think it's early very early take mine to say that it got dark
It was the night of your eyes take mine that woke up my eyes
It was your disguised laughter take mine that captured my affection
If I flee from the south of the world in a second I will return to see you

Open the poncho of this soul take mine I need to take shelter
If the winter is intense as I think I will endure a lot of cold
Today is the thirteenth Friday take mine it's a day of praise