She was crazy, she saw Wednesday coming
The game was over, flags were falling apart
And she was still dancing
She was crazy, she saw joys die, fantasies torn apart
The days without the sun rising and She's still dancing
She doesn't see that everyone is already suffering normally
The whole city is forgotten, about the false life, about the avenue
Where She went crazy, saw joys die, fantasies tear up
br/>The days without the sun rising and she is still samba
Who does not envy the unhappy, happy
In her satin world, like this,
Mocking the pain, the sin
Of lost time, of the game over