Vítima (en inglés)

Vítima
With the subtlety of a hurricane
You will taking care of my heart, babe
With the cold blood of a torturer
I plan step by step attack your love, babe

With the strange way a normal guy
I get close to your body caressing a dagger, babe
With a dry mouth in an endless desert
Not me touch you just mirage to me, babe
I am moody
Sometimes bad step on the feast means
I hate crowd
I know so many people without attraction
From my hiding place in the thousandth floor
Spy night and day his secret life
The cold of St. Paul makes me perspire
I am the victim
victim
Victim of his indiscreet window