Chico Buarque todo o sentimento

I need to not sleep
Until it is consummated
Time
For us
I need to drive
A time to love you
Loving you slowly
And urgently
I intend to find out
At the last moment
A time that remakes what has been undone
That collects all the feeling
And puts it in the body again
I promise to love you
Until love falls
Sick
Sick
I prefer to leave then
In time to be able
We can let go of ourselves
After losing you
I'll find you, for sure
Maybe in a time of delicacy
Where we won't say anything
Nothing happened
I'll just follow, like enchanted
Next to you
André Velloso - Rio de Janeiro, Brazil