Dueto
Consta nos astros, nos signos, nos búzios
Eu li num anúncio, eu vi no espelho
Tá lá no evangelho, garantem os orixás
Serás o meu amor, serás a minha paz
Consta nos autos, nas bulas, nos dogmas
Eu fiz uma tese, eu li num tratado
Está computado nos dados oficiais
Serás o meu amor, serás a minha paz
Mas se a ciência provar o contrário
E se o calendário nos contrariar
Mas se o destino insistir em nos separar
Danem-se os astros, os autos
Os signos, os dogmas
Os búzios, as bulas, anúncios
Tratados, ciganas, projetos
Profetas, sinopses, espelhos, conselhos
Se dane o evangelho e todos os orixás
Serás o meu amor, serás a minha paz
Consta na pauta, no Karma
Na carne, passou na novela
Está no seguro, picharam no muro
Mandei fazer um cartaz
Serás o meu amor, serás a minha paz
Mas se a ciência provar o contrário
E se o calendário nos contrariar
Mas se o destino insistir em nos separar
Danem-se os astros, os autos
Os signos, os dogmas
Os búzios, as bulas, anúncios
Tratados, ciganas, projetos
Profetas, sinopses, espelhos, conselhos
Se dane o evangelho e todos os orixás
Serás o meu amor, serás amor a minha paz
Consta nos mapas, nos lábios, nos lápis
Consta nos Ovnis, no Pravda, na vodca
Duet
It is written in the stars, in the signs, in the cowrie shells
I read it in an ad, I saw it in the mirror
It's there in the gospel, guaranteed by the orixás
You will be my love, you will be my peace
It is written in the records, in the documents, in the dogmas
I wrote a thesis, I read it in a treaty
It's recorded in the official data
You will be my love, you will be my peace
But if science proves otherwise
And if the calendar goes against us
But if destiny insists on separating us
Damn the stars, the records
The signs, the dogmas
The cowrie shells, the documents, ads
Treaties, fortune tellers, projects
Prophets, synopses, mirrors, advice
Damn the gospel and all the orixás
You will be my love, you will be my peace
It is written in the agenda, in Karma
In the flesh, it appeared in the soap opera
It's in the insurance, it was spray-painted on the wall
I had a poster made
You will be my love, you will be my peace
But if science proves otherwise
And if the calendar goes against us
But if destiny insists on separating us
Damn the stars, the records
The signs, the dogmas
The cowrie shells, the documents, ads
Treaties, fortune tellers, projects
Prophets, synopses, mirrors, advice
Damn the gospel and all the orixás
You will be my love, you will be my peace
It is written in the maps, in the lips, in the pencils
It is written in the UFOs, in the Pravda, in the vodka
Escrita por: Chico Buarque