Pôxa

Wow,
How nice it was to meet you again
Enjoying a samba with my people
You don't know how much I like it...

I told you
That you didn't stay even a week
Away from this poet who loves you so much
Away from the drumming and my love...

Wow,
Why don't you stop to think a little?
Don't you see that it's the reason for a crazy poet
Who wants your love to turn into a song...

Wow,
Don't change the subject
Don't you see how nice it is for us to be together
Woman, your place is in my heart...