Jogo de Damas

I know about your life and your past
Of a lost time, and recovered
I know about the dust of all your steps
Of your tricks, of your hugs

I know about your fame and your loves
Of your feats, of your sorrows
Of the color of your clothes, of your little worth
You in this life were only unlove

Lady, today someone who deceives you
Dresses you as a saint, doesn't know why
They step on you, insult you, ignore the woman
They don't know that the lady existed another day
Today the lady is nothing but a lost stone
Dresses you as a saint, doesn't know why
They step on you, insult you, ignore the woman
They don't know that the lady existed another day
Today she's a lost stone in any game

I know the walls that kept secrets
And actions that by themselves didn't cover your fears
Your mission, your desires
Reasons that confirm the harsh truths

I know nowadays about your shame
To look at those who look at you, to answer those who call you
For those who know you, you are vulgar
For those who have never seen you, today they want to love you

Lady, today someone who deceives you
Dresses you as a saint, doesn't know why
They step on you, insult you, ignore the woman
They don't know that the lady existed another day
Today the lady is nothing but a lost stone
Dresses you as a saint, doesn't know why
They step on you, insult you, ignore the woman
They don't know that the lady existed another day
Today she's a lost stone in any game