Dressed up like the moon
Keeping looks so clear
Locking yourself out
Even seeming so near


Wish I could tell you
And this time for real
Think you´ll have me
But you losing, dear

I´ve lost so many nights
Over this last year
Make up your mind
Dont tease me. Come here.

I can see you inside
Burning and so new
Under your alibi:
An April cloud in Brazil.


God ! What is the key
To where you keep your Spring of me?
I know it´s only a disguise,
That December air in your eyes
It makes you look blue
Just cannot be true
It´s time of Summer, please,
Come and July with me,
I repeat,
The Fall of your life is still far.