Verbos do Amor
E se eu te telefonar
Se mandar te buscar
Der o braço a torcer
Sei que irias ganhar
E eu não iria perder
Da outra vez eu sofri
Te magoei, me feri
Foi difícil aprender
Que quando chega a paixão
Justamente a razão
É a primeira a ceder
Mas as palavras vazias
Rolaram na mesa
Pesaram o ar
Eu não sabia pedir
Tu não sabias perdoar
Mulher nascida pra amar
Tenho que obedecer
Ao que destino quis
E satisfeita a dizer
Que sofrer de amor
Só me deixa feliz
Love Verbs
And if I call you
If I send for you
Give in
I know you would win
And I wouldn't lose
Last time I suffered
I hurt you, I got hurt
It was hard to learn
That when passion comes
Precisely reason
Is the first to give in
But the empty words
Rolled on the table
Weighed in the air
I didn't know how to ask
You didn't know how to forgive
Woman born to love
I have to obey
What destiny wanted
And satisfied to say
That suffering from love
Only makes me happy
Escrita por: Abel Silva / João Donato