And I'm thinking...
If you were mine,
I would never let you go,
And that would be the beautiful I know...

O tempo tá mudando,
Aquele friozinho de outono,
Chegando aos poucos...
Acho que é pra me testar...
Me sinto como a cigarra,
Sem ter uma formiga pra cantar...

Fishes got to swin,
Birds got to fly
I got to love this man until I die.

Can help love that man of mine.