Carmesim (part. Carminho e Gabriele Leite)

They talk about my heart
But they don't know anything about me
Not every stain on the floor
Is from wine
They say it is
It could be, could be, could be
Certainly
No one will know
Look closely
If you want to see
I'll show you the way

I don't know the end of love
I know that love didn't fit in me
It overflowed a river from my chest
Of crimson color

If these walls could speak
Everything they saw inside the house
Or if this rain could tell
To the sea
The gossip of the clouds from here
As if the world wasn't going to end
In desire
And endless desire
Look my dear
See if you look deep inside me
Again

I don't know the end of love
I know that love didn't fit in me
It overflowed a river from my chest
Of crimson color