Sônia (part. Xamã)

When we love, we bluff
But, in reality, you're screwed at a poker table
About to make the wrong bet
She offered me a cigarette and I smoked out of politeness
I almost said: Darling, I love you
But I just looked at Monet's painting
And made an obvious comment to buy time
You remind me of Sonia
Queen, Amazon, daughter of God and Mary
Barefoot girl running alone down the avenue
Directionless, unafraid of life

That's when I discovered the world around the corner
And that love, the more it hits, the more it teaches you
I'll be a poet and fix my heart at any workshop
But don't read me as if I were a poem
Don't treat me like that

Sonia, what happened to your dreams?
What do you fear more than loneliness?
You'll have a child and all the insight of the Scorpio sign
But don't read me as if I were a poem
Don't treat me like that

Who saw me like this
A circus without a tent
If they want to know about me
They can hitch a ride

I decided to sing for you
What I wrote here
They came at me with a little samba
I can't samba, so I sang

I decided to sing for you
What I wrote here
They came at me with a little samba
I can't samba, so I sang

Today they ask me
Why I live like this
Oh, love, life calls
And I go with my shoes

Today they ask me
Why I live like this
Oh, love, life calls
And I go with my shoes

Don't invite me to the samba
Because I can't samba
Don't invite me to the samba
Because I can't samba
I'll leave early