Mais Que A Paixão

Don't expect from me
Nothing more than passion
Don't expect anything more
From my heart

Beating, echoing, and screaming
Moaning, crying, and stirring
Swaying, on the loose strings
Of a wild, wild guitar

Don't expect to find in a song
Nothing but a dream
Nothing but an illusion
Maybe, who knows
The truth
The endless desire
To pull
From within the night
The clear edge of day