As Horas Extraordinárias

It was the longing for your arms
and the gaze that already hurts me with its light
I worked without feeling tired
extraordinary hours, it was
a day that passed like a hurricane
a hurricane that calmed down, only
when, aside from love
I found myself alone
throwing a coin in the air
tell me heads or tails
am I gonna win?
tell me how well I did
by betting on myself
and how right I was to consider
these extraordinary hours

And so I return to my place
reuniting with pain and pleasure
the heart I made speak
to the typewriter, to see
it winding up the machine of love
and a heart calming down, only
when aside from love
I found myself alone
throwing a coin in the air
tell me heads or tails
am I gonna win?
tell me how well I did
by betting on myself
and how right I was to consider
these extraordinary hours