Text by Alceu Natali, copyright protected by Law 9610/98
Under my blouse
There is a heart that beats non-stop
That races at the slightest sign of fear
At the slightest sign of love
If you use it
Just to satisfy your recklessness
You can lower my resistance
But not defeat me
I can cry inside
Without you noticing
Because you don't know how much I can take
Under my blouse
There is a pair of breasts ready to nurse
That rises at the slightest cry
At the slightest touch of affection
If you abuse it
Just to delight yourself
You can even excite me
But you won't conquer me
I can make myself easy prey on the outside
And deceive you
Because you don't know how a wolf devours
Under my blouse
There is a womb that prepares for the future
That feels a chill at the slightest sign of emotion
At the slightest sign of passion
But if you fertilize it and excuse yourself
To escape responsibility
You can attempt to attack my motherhood
But you won't stop me from giving birth
I can tell you that it is not nothing serious
And let you go
Because a she-wolf alone has already raised children capable of forming an empire
