Essa Moça Tá Diferente

This girl is different
She no longer knows me
She's way ahead
She's leaving me behind

This girl is determined
To become super modern
She only sambas in secret
So no one notices

I cultivate roses and rhymes
Thinking it's very good
She looks down on me
And will reinvent the sound

I play her a flute concert
And don't stir any emotion in her
She wants to see the astronaut
Descend on television

But time goes by
But time comes
She undoes me
But what's the matter
That she only keeps disdain for me
That she only keeps scorn for me

But time goes by
But time comes
She undoes me
But what's the matter
If on the left side of her chest
Deep down, she still cares for me

This girl is different
She no longer knows me
She's way ahead
She's leaving me behind

This girl is the one from the window
That I got tired of singing about
And now she's just doing her thing
Just breaking loose

But time goes by
But time comes
She undoes me
But what's the matter
That she only keeps disdain for me
That she only keeps scorn for me

But time goes by
But time comes
She undoes me
But what's the matter
If on the left side of her chest
Deep down, she still cares for me