Brincadeira Tem Hora
Xande de Pilares
Playtime Has Its Time
Don't play with my love
My love is not a game
And it's not something worthless
My chest is a mat
Where peace lay down
I call you, you take your time
I've already told you
Playtime has its time
Playtime has its time
Loneliness keeps whipping my chest
I look for a quick way
To always dodge it
But the light that illuminates my path
Illustrates my parchment
With the victories that life gives me
It hurts the one who adores you
Playtime has its time
I know who adores you
Playtime has its time
A heart, when it loves, whimpers
The gaze tears up and even diminishes
In search of affection
Love is something that is born within us
Those who don't have it, live sick
Lost in the wrong paths
This passion devours me
Playtime has its time
If I call and you take your time
Playtime has its time
Playtime has its time
