Singular (Orgânico Verão #6)

[Only Ciro and Lourena]
Birds passed by just to sing
Blowing away all evil and lack of love
And all evil and lack of love
And I ask the Universe in the form of a prayer
Tears of blood
We don't deserve

[Only Ciro]
We are one, it doesn't matter
The piece, seven heads
Advanced dyslexia
Demystifying management
Belief moves mountains
Connecting with nature
On Tuesday she's wicked
Understand and be silent in regency
Bathe me with your Moon
My dear, I'm not in yours
Yet, but this way you know I'll stay
I like her naked and raw, all night on the street
Together, then we're together, a good way to dance
Black, only the present exists
Unslave your mind
Immunize yourself, rectify yourself
Breathe, say yes, believe

[Only Ciro, Lourena, and San Joe]
I know well (I know well)
The color of the sky (the color of the sky)
The smell of the sea and your mouth tastes like honey
(And your mouth tastes like honey)

I know well (I know well)
The color of the sky (the color of the sky)
The smell of the sea and your mouth tastes like honey

[San Joe]
Call her to dance, call her to dance
Light up a light green, who said it's not there?
Drinking cheap wine, call her to dance
Call her from the corner, call her a lady
My life will be yours, beautiful, I don't cross history
Our tale will be cool
I'm a hoodlum from a noble neighborhood
I'm black, you're beautiful, you're crazy, when you take off your clothes
My soul twists and I fall silent in your mouth
It was life and the wind that brought her to me
May my beginning with you have a beginning, middle, and end
I was pretty crazy, I found myself in the wrong world
If it weren't for your smile, I wouldn't have found myself
Today I saw my fear in secret, heard life speak to me
All the time is torment and far from you it doesn't work
Today I wanted to see you, even knowing it's not possible
I get home, I call you, I promise, I'll be back

[Lourena]
Looking to get to know the unknown
And understanding my facts to unravel my reasons
The world is so big, I'm on a tightrope
I ask about the mysteries that live in Holland
The eyes exponents of a big account
Acquiring facts from a long life
The sudden predicted future of chaos
Merely illustrative, paradoxical

[Only Ciro, Lourena, and San Joe]
I know well (I know well)
The color of the sky (the color of the sky)
The smell of the sea and your mouth tastes like honey
(And your mouth tastes like honey)

I know well (I know well)
The color of the sky (the color of the sky)
The smell of the sea and your mouth tastes like honey

Taking the beat, it ends, my dear
Asking for my lap, wanting, she comes
Crazy to be, crazy to involve me
Focus on fuck and pleasure
I call to be my hostage
But make sure not to call it love
It's just that since my last sip
Life's been tough and my time stopped