The music coming out of me It shows my way of being Every word I say It was made for you When I sing, every note Everything was done thinking about you
In my dreams everything is different Your jento to speak, his act at all Your way of singing, as if it were someone else In my dreams everything is more beautiful In the night, sitting on the beach sand Observing the night and your moonlight Hearing you talk I'm like this
[Jefferson]
I am kind Because I am good I am smart I have the gift
Do not go crying I will not change I'm like this Until the end
[Guilherme]
I'll shut up To be able to hear you speak I will not give up For yet I will not be deceiving
In my dreams everything is different Your jento to speak, his act at all Your way of singing, as if it were someone else In my dreams everything is more beautiful In the night, sitting on the beach sand Observing the night and your moonlight Hearing you talk I'm like this