Vontade

I want to pass by your door
I want to knock on your gate
Want to ask for a glass of water
And then, be able to touch your hand
And then, be able to talk about my love
And thus reveal my passion to you

I want to pass by your door
I want to knock on your gate
Want to ask for a glass of water
And then, be able to touch your hand
And then, be able to talk about my love
And thus reveal my passion to you

I'm in love with you
Since I was a boy
Since I was little
I just didn't have the courage
To say it
That now I'm burning
I'm gnawing at myself

I'm in love with you
Since I was a boy
Since I was little
I just didn't have the courage
To say it
That now I'm burning
I'm gnawing at myself