Ela Mexe Comigo
Realidade Cruel
She Moves Me
She moves me
And her sensual way leaves me
Wanting more of her cherry blossom kiss
Illuminated by the moonlight
She moves me
And her sensual way leaves me
Wanting more of her cherry blossom kiss
She's a princess and I'm a born scoundrel
Hustle, hoodlum, sufferer, daring
In the jewelry store, I hit it big in the north
I left like a boss, laughing, the safe as a bonus
It was 15 days of beach, rented mansion
Handcuffs on my wrist, as soon as I stepped into the hood
Money in my pocket, a good lawyer works miracles
Three months and she sang freedom with me
Solid, loyal, running, partner chick
Wherever I go, respect is always first
The point is to impose, slick no matter what
Look closely and only value those who value you
Without vanity and maybe humility in the mix
Drinking champagne in a limo in the heart of Paulista
Or in the hood, grilling meat on the rooftop
We make the moment, and the journey doesn't matter
Whether in a Chrysler, Audi, or even a Passat
Whether on a jet ski on Sunday, yacht ride
Or even at the market, pastel with sugarcane juice
At the mall with Chanel, Prada, loaded with cash
It doesn't matter, what matters is the girl's character
And this one here, my dude, has always been the real deal
She moves me
And her sensual way leaves me
Wanting more of her cherry blossom kiss
Illuminated by the moonlight
The other day she proposed marriage to me
Said I should leave crime behind and get a job
That I'm intelligent, that I could study
That everything I gained and lost wouldn't change
If I kept living this unrestrained life
The system would erase me and change my address
A grave full of stones and flowers
Regrettable for those left behind, memories, resentments
A college degree, my dude
To graduate in law
I've always been knowledgeable about laws
I've always been arrested
A little house with a garden and an orange tree
Interior with a garden full of little white flowers
I stopped and thought, this girl is more than right
Always with me, whether in the condo or the favela
I'm going to change, man, I'm going to stop
I'll just pick up the last job and retire
A foolish thought and you know well
Where I find myself now, writing however
Anxious, I see her coming in the cage
Smiling, she hugs me and says she'll wait for me outside
That everything will be different, it just depends on me
To be careful with the little house with the new garden
That our baby
Will have more than a beautiful room
Will be named Pedro
Will be my ally
She moves me
And her sensual way leaves me
Wanting more of her cherry blossom kiss
Illuminated by the moonlight
Our destiny is the world
My joy
Winter full, summer