Ivete Sangalo canibal

I lived on a lost and deserted island
Deserted, deserted island of pain
I dreamed of an Indian who gave me joy
And that Indian was you, love
I lived on a lost and deserted island
Deserted, deserted island of pain
I dreamed of an Indian who gave me joy
And that Indian was you, love
With a plume on your head
From a tribe of peace
He played the drum, I want more
I want more
With a plume on his head
From a tribe of peace
He played the drum, I want more
I want more
Your love is a cannibal
It ate my heart but now I I'm happy
Your love is cannibal
My heart is now all carnival
Your love is cannibal
You ate my heart but now I'm happy
Your love is a cannibal
My heart is now all carnival