Essa Menina
Vinicius de Moraes
That Girl
You really have nothing to do, that girl
How do you already become all feminine
How do you look at me
With this lack of respect
Look, this is not right, that girl
How do you, so young, arch yourself like that
How do you, when you see me
Start swaying like that
Everything in this life has its time, you know?
So tell me now where have you seen
Wanting to be picked like that out of season?
Look, that girl, disappear, go away, have some compassion
I don't even know what to do with that girl anymore
Without diminishing your divine beauty
Well, she will see, then it will be
Just as nature dictates, you know?
