De Música Ligeira

She lay down
Her warmth spread
I woke up and still dreamed
Some time ago
I wrote in a letter
That I never chose
The weapons of love
And of that love
Of light music
Nothing saves us
Nothing else remains

I will not send you
Lies and roses
Nor do I intend to avoid
The secret touch

And of that love
Of light music
Nothing saves us
Nothing else remains

And of that love
Of light music
Nothing saves us
Nothing else remains

And of that love
Of light music
Nothing saves us
Nothing else remains

Nothing else remains
Nothing else remains
Nothing else remains
Nothing else remains