Anos Dourados (part. Chico Buarque)

It seems like you say
I love you, Maria
In photography
We are happy

I call you flustered
And I leave confessions on the recorder
It will be funny
If you have a new love

I see myself by your side
Do I love you?
I don't remember!
It feels like December
Of a golden year

Looks like a bolero
I want you, I want you
Say I don't want
Your kisses never again
Your kisses never again

I actually forget you
In our portrait
I look so beautiful

I call you panting
And I say confusion on the recorder
It's disconcerting
Review a great love

My eyes wet
Insane, Decembers
But when I remember
These are golden years

I still want you
Bolero, our verses are banal
But how do I hope
Your kisses never again
Your kisses never again