Ultimamente

Lately, I wake up getting hit in the head and fall asleep getting hit in the horns
I don't even know if there's someone who deserves half of what we were
And we're still the paradise where all my dreams blossomed
Here it also rains, we crossed the line, where did we turn to?
Lately, I wake up getting hit in the head and fall asleep getting hit in the horns
I don't even know if there's someone who deserves half of what we were
And we're still the paradise where all my dreams blossomed
Here it also rains, we crossed the line, where did we turn to?

I know you didn't deserve this, and sometimes I wish I could be invisible
So when we go out and they don't even notice my queen
Your shine so pure, so incomparable, guides me in the dark
Without needing other tricks, makeup
So naturally you, boo
Never let yourself be low pro for ladies more into the cheap
Everything on display on the internet, I prefer those in anonymity
I see them jumping in heels, they wish they were in your place
I don't buy love on sale, I don't have little to give

Lately, I wake up getting hit in the head and fall asleep getting hit in the horns
I don't even know if there's someone who deserves half of what we were
And we're still the paradise where all my dreams blossomed
Here it also rains, we crossed the line, where did we turn to?

I'm losing the will to go out
Confusion backstage when Jota performs
I had my truth, you had yours
Not combining these truths is a tough road
On the way back we were silent in a car
I saw the lives of the married, routine saturates
What good is a glass of water and a signature?
And which one do you prefer to bring home and put in the heat?
(Lately) Forgiveness has been away from the house where we lived
And I know, sometimes without seeing the way out, we have to go back in
Because we still are and will always be only what we can dream
We planted seeds, but so many paths have grown to walk
And we both love gardens, but damn
I don't want a dread giving a goodnight kiss to my son
I want a family, I want to be the old man my grandfather is
And do it with you, live it with you
This was supposed to be just a joke about the headbutts
That we used to keep at the bedside
And love was as simple as a lullaby
But lately