Bom, bom

é ir buscar o homem ao trabalho e ele trazer-me uma prenda.

Heartbeats

One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away
Both under influence we had divine scent
To know what to say
Mind is a razorblade
To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me
One night of magic rush
The start: a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief
Ten days of perfect tunes
The colours red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love
And you, you knew the hand of a devil
And you kept us awake with wolves teeth
Sharing different heartbeats in one night

José González
"Veneer"

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