A Atriz
Roberto Carlos
The Actress
I get home
Only find your perfume
Right food, nutritious for jealousy
A note written with lipstick tells me
Between one take and another I call, think of me
To relax, I turn on the TV
But what a foolishness of mine
Sad attempt in vain
She appears with someone who isn't me
I see in other arms everything that is mine
Look at that, what did I do
I fell in love with an actress
Once again I try to control my heart
But my control is more remote
Than what I have in my hand
I close my eyes, try not to think
But I can't
With or without control
It's always her that I connect to
Look at that, what did I do
I fell in love with an actress
The phone rings, she calls me
Reminds me that she loves me
That soft voice
Says she's jealous and wants to know
If I thought of her
All day long
