This is the only explanation that came to mind She's an action movie with multiple endings She's politics applied to banal conversations If she's really into it, be perceptive She'll never make it clear, so understand the signs She's paradise, her curves are postcards She has no sense, or if she once did, today she doesn't anymore She's the coolest boat that ever docked at your dock The others talk, talk, she arrives and does it She doesn't get tired, doesn't get tired, never gets tired She dances, dances, dances too much She once believed in love, but doesn't know anymore She's a Nirvana album from 20 years ago She doesn't want five minutes in your backseat She just wants ripped jeans and forty reais She's a Caetano lyric with a Racionais flow Today it might even rain, because she just wants peace