A Maçã
Raul Seixas
The Apple
If this love
Stays between us two
It will be such a poor love
It will wear out
If I love you and you love me
A love for two profanes
The love of all mortals
Because whoever likes apples
Will like them all
Because they are all the same
If I love you and you love me
And another comes when you call
How can I condemn you
Infinite is your beauty
How can you remain trapped
Like a saint on an altar
When I chose you
To live with me
I wanted to be your soul
Have your body, everything in the end
But I understood
That besides two, there are more
Love only lasts in freedom
Jealousy is just vanity
I suffer, but I will set you free
What do I want
If I deprive you
Of what I most venerate
Which is the beauty of lying down
When I chose you
To live with me
I wanted to be your soul
Have your body, everything in the end
But I understood
That besides two, there are more
Love only lasts in freedom
Jealousy is just vanity
I suffer, but I will set you free
What do I want
If I deprive you
Of what I most venerate
Which is the beauty of lying down
