Filha Do Sol
Capital Do Sol
Daughter of the Sun
Made to mess with all of us
Fine jewel or something similar
Whoever tries to sleep in her sheets
Goes from warrior to suicidal
It's cloth bathed in moonlight
White denture from the salt flats
She dominates, a wild one beating me
With her fake girly scent
She smells like a lily flower
Daughter of the sun, loves Iracema
Main little bee of the love beehive
The danger is in the tone, the brown tone
The sin is in the color of her lipstick
She came to Earth to visit us
Arrived hitching a ride on a comet
Certainly inhabits another place
Creature from another planet
Has supernatural powers
Everything about her is like a movie
Her dark eyes are deadly
She arrives suddenly and steals the scene
