Dois Pra lá, Dois pra cá

Feeling cold in my soul
I invited you to dance
Your voice calmed me down
Two steps forward, two steps back

My treacherous heart
Beat louder than the bongos
Trembled more than the maracas
Out of sync with love

My head spinning around
Spun more than the couples
Your gardenia perfume
And don't ask me anymore

Your hand on my neck
Your soft back
For how long did they roam
My empty nights

A fake diamond on the finger
Earrings matching the necklace
And the tip of a torturous
Band-aid on the heel

Today I'm getting drunk
On whiskey with guarana
I heard your voice whispering
Two steps forward, two steps back