Guerreiro

(hey, what's up, dude?)
Through the windows, I see shadows on the corners.
I see life coming and going, I go with the flow.
I walk from side to side, passing through the street.
I want to find out, you know, where are you?
'Cause I'm a warrior.
I'm a warrior.
I'm a warrior.
I'm a warrior.
In a little dress from 25th, she comes like a goddess.
She says happily and looks at what makes me groove.
She even says she's a die-hard Corinthians fan.
She stands up, faces it, and comes at me like