Debaixo da Saia Dela
Vanessa da Mata
Under Her Skirt
Under her skirt
It has a rosewood tree
There's fruit from the ingazeiro, boy
There's a window to the whole world, boy
Under her skirt
There's a tam tam and a tambourine
Beauty of Portinari
Certainty of happiness
Early on Saturday I went down the hill
And I saw the boy, he looked like wax
In love, intoxicated
He set up a shack on that corner
The first time the girl passed
Bought popsicle from your cart
The poor boy took root
Don't leave there even to go to the bathroom
The long eyes waiting for the girl
Boneless body, crooked clothes
Waiting for the girl to turn the corner
Paralyzed, mosquito food
The long skirt she wore
It fascinated him and he asked me
What does she take, Dona
Under that skirt so carefully
I called my father
I called mom
Nobody got him out of there
The long eyes waiting for the girl
Boneless body, crooked clothes
Waiting for the girl to turn the corner
Paralyzed, mosquito food
The long skirt she wore
It fascinated him and he asked me
What does she take, Dona
Under that skirt so carefully
The long eyes waiting for the girl
Boneless body, crooked clothes
Waiting for the girl to turn the corner
Paralyzed, mosquito food
The long skirt she wore
It fascinated him and he asked me
What does she take, Dona
Under that skirt so carefully
And I said
Under her skirt
It has a rosewood tree
There's fruit from the ingazeiro, boy
There's a window to the whole world, boy
Under her skirt
There's a tam tam and a tambourine
Beauty of Portinari
Certainty of happiness
I called my father
I called mom
Nobody got him out of there
