Silvana Estrada - Mas O Menos Antes
[Verse 1]
More or less before
There wasn’t much to defend
A cat in the window
And some rain on paper

[Verse 2]
More or less before
Meeting you
There was no mystery of who renews auroras
Without the tradition of cold winters
But I have to get used to
You being my Sunday at home

[Verse 3]
And understand that sadness
After so long, became my ally
May the illness of the century
Make me tremble with this mist
Now that we are survivors
On the moon