Everybody knows that our cities
Were built to be destroyed
You get annoyed,
You buy a flat,
You hide behind the mat
But I know she was born
To do everything wrong whith all of that
Maria bethânia, please send me a letter
I wish to know things are getting better
Better, better, beta, beta, bethânia
Please send me a letter
I wish to know things are getting better
She has given her soul to the devil
But the devil gave his soul to God
Before the flood,
After the blood,
Before you can see
She has given her soul to the devil
And bought a flat by the sea
Maria bethânia, please send me a letter
I wish to know things are getting better
Better, better, beta, beta, bethânia
Please send me a letter
I wish to know things are getting better
Everybody knows that it's so hard
To dig and get to the root
You eat the fruit,
You go ahead,
You wake up on your bed
But I love her face 'cause
It has nothing to do with all I said
