O Namoro

I sent her a letter
On scented paper
And with beautiful handwriting
I said she had
A luminous smile
So sad and mischievous
Like the November sun
Playing artist
In the flowery acacias
On the edge of the sea

Her soft skin
Was sumptuous
Her soft skin
Smelling like roses
Her breasts orange
Orange from Loge
I sent her this letter
And she said no

I sent her a card
That my little friend printed
'My heart suffers for you'
In one corner 'yes'
In another corner 'no'
And she folded the 'no' corner

I sent her a message
Through Zefa do sete
Asking and begging
On my knees on the floor
Through Mrs. do Cabo
Through St. Efigénia
To grant me the pleasure
Of dating her
And she said no

I sent it to Vó Xica
Famous Quimbanda
The sand mark
Left by her foot
So that she could cast a spell
Strong and secure
And from it would arise
A love like mine
And the spell failed

I walked bearded
Dirty and barefoot
Like a monangamba
They searched for me
Didn't see him, didn't see him
Didn't see Benjamim
And lost they left me
On the hill of Samba

To distract me
They took me to the dance
Of Mr. Januário
But she was there
In a corner laughing
Telling my story
To the most beautiful girls
Of the working-class neighborhood

They played the rumba
And I danced with her
And in a crazy step
We flew in the room
Like a star
Scratching the sky
And the crowd shouted
There's BenjamI'm

I looked into her eyes
She smiled at me
I asked for a kiss
La la la la la
La la la la la
And she said yes
And she said yes
And she said yes