Você e Eu

They can call me
And ask me and beg me
And they can even speak ill
Hold a grudge, it doesn't matter
They can prepare
Millions of moonlit parties
But I won't go
Better not even ask
I won't go, I don't want to go
And they can even force me
To smile, to cry
And they can even imagine
Whatever seems best to them
They can spread
That I'm tired of living
And it's a shame
For those who knew me
I am more you
And... me