Everybody knows that our cities Were built to be destroyed You get annoyed, you buy a flat You hide behind the mat But I know she was born To do everything wrong with all of that
Maria Bethânia, please send me a letter I wish to know things are getting better Better, better, Beta, Beta, Bethânia Please send me a letter I wish to know things are getting better
She has given her soul to the devil But the devil gave his soul to God Before the flood, after the blood Before you can see She has given her soul to the devil And bought a flat by the sea
Maria Bethânia, please send me a letter I wish to know things are getting better Better, better, Beta, Beta, Bethânia Please send me a letter I wish to know things are getting better
Everybody knows that it's so hard To dig and get to the root You eat the fruit, you go ahead You wake up on your bed But I love her face 'Cause it has nothing to do with all I saidTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.