Pupila (part. Vitor Kley)

How am I going to tell her
That I like her smell
The color of her hair?
That she makes my pupils dilate?
I want to tell him
That the rhyme worked
Now I think about it all day
Only he makes my pupils dilate

You know, after I met you, it became difficult to live
I stay here imagining things with you
You see, our sound is similar
Is this the work of destiny?
Thinking well, I even match with you

How am I going to tell her
That I like her smell
The color of her hair?
That she makes my pupils dilate?
I want to tell him
That the rhyme worked
And now I think about it all day
Only he makes my pupils dilate

Let's pretend I know you well
I want some shortcut to convince you
That we match, only you don't see it
But I see it, I see it, ah
I rehearse in the mirror to try to connect (try to connect)
I invent a thousand coincidences to bump into you out there
I don't know what to do, I want more
I want more of you

How am I going to tell her
That I like her smell
The color of her hair?
That she makes my pupils dilate?
I want to tell him
That the rhyme worked
And now I think about it all day
Only he makes my pupils dilate

It's too good to want someone
And I want you, and I want you
I want you, ah

It's too good to want someone
And it's you that I want, and it's you that I want
And it's you, oh

How am I going to tell him
That I want that kiss?
That I can keep a secret?
No one needs to even suspect
I want to tell her
That I love her way
That her glasses are cool
That she makes my pupils dilate
That she makes my pupils dilate