Maria Bethânia


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Song written by: Caetano Veloso

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 etc...
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