Lyrics and translation Francis Hime - Atrás Da Porta

Atrás Da Porta

Quando olhaste bem nos olhos meus
E o teu olhar era de adeus
Juro que não acreditei, eu te estranhei
Me debrucei sobre teu corpo e duvidei

E me arrastei e te arranhei
E me agarrei nos teus cabelos
No teu peito, teu pijama
Nos teus pés ao pé da cama

Sem carinho, sem coberta
No tapete atrás da porta
Reclamei baixinho

Dei pra maldizer o nosso lar
Pra sujar teu nome, te humilhar
E me vingar a qualquer preço

Te adorando pelo avesso
Até provar que eu era tua
Até provar que eu era tua
Até provar que eu era tua

Behind the Door

When you looked into my eyes
And your gaze was one of farewell
I swear I didn't believe it, I missed you
I leaned over your body and doubted

And I crawled and scratched you
And I grabbed your hair
On your chest, your pajamas
On your feet at the foot of the bed

Without affection, without a blanket
On the carpet behind the door
I complained softly

I started to curse our home
To soil your name, to humiliate you
And to get revenge at any cost

Adoring you in reverse
Until I could prove that I was yours
Until I could prove that I was yours
Until I could prove that I was yours