Domowe melodie - Rio

In Rio de Janeiro - cold
In a blanket made of one hundred sheeps I'm cold, eh
When I put my leg out of water boiling -cold
When at night I'm sweating with sweat cold
when nobody likes you - sad
Or when you don't like someone you're cold as well.
Who counts in a basement milion of coins
He'll be cold in this milion as well


And if in double portions
we were packed from the beginning till the end
and we wouldn't have to search for each other
and to be freezing in summer, damn it

On a dancefloor in a pair warm
Among grilled wegetables as well
Once two bodies get hooked
So altogether certainly
When you speak nicely to me warm
or when inversly to you I know it
When you stick your hand to mine
besides sticky it'll be warm

And if in double portions
we were packed from the beginning till the end
and we wouldn't have to search for each other
and be freezing


And if in double portions
we were packed from the beginning till the end
and we wouldn;t have to search for each other
and be freezing
and be freezing
and be freezing
and be freezing in summer, damn it