Risquei Você

Everything that was meant to be said, I said
Everything that was meant to be done, I did
I've spoken even more than Demosthenes
Words go from Rome to the Ganges
You pretend so well like that actress
I disguise the traits of an apprentice
It's not possible that for you to notice
I'll have to draw with chalk

If I paint another sky, I'll become Gaudí
Or Tarsila in the lines of a delirious
I sketched you with Dalí's brushes
But I live in Dante's hell

Help me or push me off the Redeemer
And notice the dullness of my paper
Well then oh well I am not Maxwell
But see, my love is gigantic