Pois é, meu amor                
              a noite se foi, e                  
              cá estou, preso                  
              nas lembranças                  
              do que vivemos.                
               Ainda trago na                  
                boca o gosto                        
                 do vinho, e                        
                  nos olhos                          
                   a magia                                
                    do teu                              
                     brilho.                              
                      Meu                                                              
                       eu                              
               embriagado de                                
            tua doce lembrança.