Numa Sala de Reboco
Luiz Gonzaga
In a Plaster Room
Every moment there is for me is not enough
To dance with my darling in a plaster room
Every moment there is for me is not enough
To dance with my darling in a plaster room
While the accordion is wheezing, moaning
I keep dancing and keep telling my suffering to her alone
And no one notices that I'm talking to her
And our love keeps growing, and what could be better?
Every moment there is for me is not enough
To dance with my darling in a plaster room
I only get sad when the day breaks
Oh, my God, if I could end the separation
For us to live like two leeches
And our love demands more escape than what they give us
Every moment there is for me is not enough
To dance with my darling in a plaster room
Every moment there is for me is not enough
To dance with my darling in a plaster room
While the accordion is wheezing, moaning
I keep dancing and keep telling my suffering to her alone
And no one notices that I'm talking to her
And our love keeps growing, and what could be better?
Every moment there is for me is not enough
To dance with my darling in a plaster room
But every moment there is for me is not enough
To dance with my darling in a plaster room
Every moment there is for me is not enough
To dance with my darling in a plaster room
But every moment there is for me is not enough
To dance with my darling in a plaster room
Every moment there is for me is not enough
To dance with my darling in a plaster room
But every moment there is for me is not enough
To dance with my darling in a plaster room
