cala essa boca[,] maldita[,] Rita Lee.
There, running my hands through her hair,
both of us thinking how good it can be!
Someone is speakink
but she doesn't know he's there.
Knowing that love is tho share,
each one believing love never dies.
Wachting her and hoping I'm always there.
I love you pra chuchu.
(?)
There, running my hands through her hair,
both of us thinking how good it can be!
Someone is speakink
but she doesn't know he's there.
Knowing that love is tho share,
each one believing love never dies.
Wachting her and hoping I'm always there.
I love you pra chuchu.
(?)