Fique linda e bote chero

Longing hit my chest, deny it
It hurts like what
Desire came early, love
There are so many things to say
Look beautiful and smell nice, love
This month I will see you
Look beautiful and smell nice, love
This month I will see you

Rainy and cold Sunday
Sad nights so empty
Oh, if I knew that the distance
It hurt, it pained me
Oh, my beautiful one
I would never have left there
Because my love
My place is right next to you!