Angelina, Angelina
Mallu Magalhães
Oh, Angelina, Angelina was a friend of mine
She used to listen to my chords and ripple: "Heaven seems fine"
Oh, Angelina, they said you are just a bag which matches shoes
But you are the one who listens to my claiming blues
Oh, Angelina, Angelina was always by my side
She can take mountains they would call too wide
Not too wide for Angelina cause she never criticize my acts
No, not my Angelina, she'll never analyze the facts
Oh, Angelina, she keeps the most secret colors
But she won't give anyone my zero dot fifty dollars
And if I need something, I can count on Angelina's mind
Cause inside her there is always what I wanna find
Oh, Angelina, she carries things behind my back
And she doesn't claim my harmonicas are out of whack