Gal Costa — Bonita

What can I say to you Bonita What magic words would capture you Like a soft evasive mist you are Bonita You fly away when love is new What do you ask of me Bonita What part do you want me to play Shall I be the clow for you Bonita I will be anything you say Bonita Don't run away Bonita Bonita Don't be afraid to fall in love with me I love you I tell you I love you I love you Bonita If you love me Life will be beautiful Bonita I love you I tell you I love you I love you Bonita If you love me Life will be beautiful Bonita Bonita Bonita, Bonita, Bonita Bonita, Bonita, Bonita