Teu Olhar, Teu Andar

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?