Esperando na Janela

I still remember your way of walking
Your way of looking, I remember well
I wanted to smell you
It's the way she has
All the time I feel like a fool
I keep looking, but she doesn't come
And this tightness in the bottom of my chest
That a person can't bear
And this tightness increases my desire
And I can't wait to tell you

That's why I'm going to her house, hey
To talk about my love to her, go
She's waiting for me by the window, hey
I don't know if I can hold myself