Teu Olhar, Teu Andar
Reginaldo Rossi
Your Look, Your Walk
Your look! (Ah! Ah!)
Ah! That look of yours (Ah! Ah!)
Keeps inviting me
For what? I don't know
Your walk! (Ah! Ah!)
Ah! That walk of yours (Ah! Ah!)
Keeps inviting me
For what? I don't know
You don't have the courage to speak
So you kill me with your look
You don't have the courage to call me
So you sway to torment me
That look of yours is angelic
But awakens in me ancestral times
And I feel like burning in paradise
I know it keeps tormenting me
You have a cat-like walk
And I start to get my fur bristled
Aaah thinking things, thinking things
I love you, I adore you
Look, don't look at me like that anymore
For God's sake, don't walk like that anymore, okay?
