Luiza
Tom Jobim
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Luiza
Street, naked sword
Floating in the immense yellow sky
So round the Moon, how it floats
Sailing through the blue of the firmament
And in the slow silence
A troubadour full of stars
Now listen to the song I made
To forget you, Luiza
I am just a poor amateur
Passionate, an apprentice of your love
Wake up, love
I know that beneath this snow lies a heart
Come here, Luiza, give me your hand
Your desire is always my desire
Come, exorcise me, give me your mouth
And the crazy rose, come give me a kiss
And a ray of Sun in your hair
Like a diamond that, breaking the light, explodes into seven colors
Revealing then the seven thousand loves
That I kept only to give to you, Luiza
Luiza
Luiza