O Último Dos Apaixonados

I'm the kind who still goes out in the early hours
But doesn't betray his beloved in a moment of illusion
And in love, I'm the kind of man
Who still loses his appetite when suffering from passion

I'm the kind who says he's out of fashion
But that doesn't bother me when you know what you want
I'm the kind who still writes poetry
And makes love every day always with the same woman

I'm one of the last of the lovers
The kind who still serenades a great love
If romance is a thing of the past
I can be square, be old-fashioned, be whatever

I'm one of the last of the lovers
And in every thousand there's one like me
Anyone can say what they want, that I'm square
But when I surrender to a passion, that's just how I am

I'm the kind who follows the rules of the game
I may even get upset when I embrace loneliness
I'm one of those who wakes up in the revelry
But always with the companion inside his heart

I'm the kind who never fights over nothing
But for the loved one, I'll face anything that comes
I'm actually the kind of man who admits
That he still dies of jealousy for the love of a woman

I'm one of the last of the lovers
The kind who still serenades a great love
If romance is a thing of the past
I can be square, be old-fashioned, be whatever

I'm one of the last of the lovers
And in every thousand there's one like me
Anyone can say what they want, that I'm square
But when I surrender to a passion, that's just how I am
Anyone can say what they want, that I'm square
But when I surrender to a passion, that's just how I am