Bitamina - Ona

I think I saw something behind the window
Black flower among roses
I guess you got lost, new world
I myself often lose the trail along the roads
Plant beautiful like long summer shadow
In shirts with orange soda
Let me pick up
You won't get lost again, no
In my garden you'll be high above the grass

We have to set out quickly
Before my guardian angel see you, he's coming back in a while
A big cart came, a rural cart
No one checks the tickets today

Come, come, come, come