Cinderela

They are two children living hopes, knowing how to smile
She has blonde hair, he has treasures to share
In another play, they pass by the edge, always without speaking
Some shy looks and they are lovers without anyone thinking

They went together the other day, as if by magic, on the bus, standing
He then said to her, timidly: My name is Pedro, what's yours?
She blushed a little and answered softly: I'm Cinderella
When the night enveloped him, he fell asleep and dreamed of her

So
Beat, beat heart!
Crazy, crazy with illusion!
Age doesn't matter like this
Grow
It will give time to learn
It will be useful to live
Your first love

Cinderella from the stories, reviving memories, leaving mystery
Already made him walk on the moon, in the middle of the street and in the pouring rain
When she saw him there, soaked and cold, she almost hugged him
With his face wet like that, no one noticed, he even cried

So
Beat, beat heart!
Crazy, crazy with illusion!
Age doesn't matter like this
Grow
It will give time to learn
It will be useful to live
Your first love

And now, in the playground, they take their walks, make many plans
And share their snack, like a gift given on birthdays
And, in one of those good moments, there were feelings speaking for themselves
He took her hand: You know Cinderella, I like you

So
Beat, beat heart!
Crazy, crazy with illusion!
Age doesn't matter like this
Grow
It will give time to learn
It will be useful to live
Your first love

Cinderella

So
Beat, beat heart!
Crazy, crazy with illusion!
Age doesn't matter like this
Grow
It will give time to learn
It will be useful to live
Your first love

So beat, beat heart