Pot-Pourri Marília Mendonça (Ausência / Silêncio / Graveto)
Yasmin Santos
Pout-Pourri Marília Mendonça (Absence / Silence / Twig)
(This one)
(It's a small tribute)
(To someone who has always inspired me)
(Not only as an artist)
(But being a good person in life too)
(This one's for you)
(Marília Mendonca!)
I know well
What's good for you, I know
But deep down I've already tried
There was no lack of courage
Yeah, one day I was going to realize
That you will never come back
Do not receive message
It is also a message
I know
That forever turned to dust
And in my head I got a knot
But I'm well aware
But I loved it
I loved alone, but for two
I've come to terms with the fact that now, and not later
I'll have to move on
(Don't worry)
(That I won't knock on your gate)
(Don't worry)
That you won't see my name on any calls anymore
Don't worry
That I will be ashamed of myself
Don't worry
For a good listener, half an absence is enough
If you cry in silence
How will I know?
That you miss me?
I heard you got tired of playing strong
Your compass points to the north of our love
Our promises do not interest me
That was the last thing I heard you say
He asked me not to look for you
To disappear from your life
I know
That doesn't stop crying
(Who asked the wind to blow)
My scent from your bed
I know
Who's been listening to my voice
Who smelled my scent on the sheets
Hugging your pillow
The longing tightening in the chest
Oh, oh
I'll be honest with you
I think it's enough for me
It's been a while since I've been yours
Even the bed noticed
That got too cold
And your touch doesn't bring
There's no point in putting a twig
In the fire that no longer burns
Don't take it anymore, don't take it anymore
(Just you and for São Paulo!)
(You became a longing here at home)
(If I call you to the mattress, you run to the living room)
(And you don't even care anymore about knowing what I feel)
(Few square meters, it became a maze)
You became a longing here at home
If I call you to the mattress, you run to the living room
And you don't even care anymore about knowing what I feel
A few square meters turned into a maze
A few square meters turned into a maze
(Marília Mendonca!)
(Forever!)