Igreja Matriz

Black
Feeling this caress I stay here thinking
Do you remember the peak of our 17 years
The time when everything was missing, but plans were abundant

I was looking for a treasure
Like a miner looking for gold
Until I found you

But today I can't see you
But today I can't look at you
Because a groom who sees the bride before
May have bad luck

Ah, ahhh
Who shared instant noodles with me
In difficulty ate bread with egg
Suffered, cried, to be able to be happy
Is entering the main church in white
Is entering the main church in white

Bus fare
Turned into a ticket to Paris