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[Verse 1]

Domingo en la plaza, el sol sin prisa

Un café con hielo y tu sonrisa

La ciudad despierta sin apuro

Y yo contigo, nada inseguro

[Chorus]

Quédate un rato más, no mires la hora

Que la tarde canta y el mundo demora

Baila conmigo aunque no haya música

Contigo el domingo se vuelve único

[Verse 2]

Un vendedor grita, suena una campana

Tu risa se cuela por la ventana

No necesito planes ni mapas

Solo esta plaza y tus palabras

[Chorus]

Quédate un rato más, no mires la hora

Que la tarde canta y el mundo demora

Baila conmigo aunque no haya música

Contigo el domingo se vuelve único

[Verse 1]

You walk in, silver on your sleeve

The whole room turns like it can’t believe

Your red shoes tap out a little dare

I catch your grin from across the square

[Pre-Chorus]

Come close, let the good times start

One slow turn, then you steal my heart

[Chorus]

Spin me round, don’t let me go

Take me where the bright lights flow

Hands up high, heels on the floor

Give me one turn, then give me more

[Verse 2]

The bandstand shakes when you cross the room

Your laugh cuts clean through the sweet perfume

I lose my place, you count me in

That crooked smile says, “Let’s begin”

[Pre-Chorus]

Come close, let the good times start

One slow turn, then you steal my heart

[Chorus]

Spin me round, don’t let me go

Take me where the bright lights flow

Hands up high, heels on the floor

Give me one turn, then give me more

[Bridge]

When the record slows, stay by my side

We’ll keep this little world alive

No last call can end this night

Your hand in mine feels just right

[Final Chorus]

Spin me round, don’t let me go

Take me where the bright lights flow

Hands up high, heels on the floor

Give me one turn, then give me more

Give me one turn, then give me more

[Outro]

One more turn, one more time

Keep your hand right here in mine

[Verse 1]

Sunday takes its time on Rua do Catete

A coffee cools beside your folded paper

You trace the steam above the little cup

While a yellow sun slips through the leaves

[Chorus]

Stay awhile, the morning has nowhere to be

One more sip, one more story for me

Rio rolls slowly past the café door

Stay awhile, we don't need anything more

[Verse 2]

The baker sets warm bread beside your hand

A tram bell rings somewhere beyond the square

You laugh and brush a crumb from my sleeve

And let the afternoon find us right there

[Chorus]

Stay awhile, the morning has nowhere to be

One more sip, one more story for me

Rio rolls slowly past the café door

Stay awhile, we don't need anything more

[Outro]

Your cup is empty, the day still wide

Let's take the long way home side by side

[Verse 1]

Your blue mug’s still beside the sink

The handle turned toward where you’d stand

I rinse it out, then set it back

Like I can’t trust my own two hands

[Pre-Chorus]

Your coat is gone from the hallway hook

But one loose thread is hanging there

I tell myself I’m doing fine

Then catch your shampoo in the air

[Chorus]

I won’t call you just to hear you breathe

I won’t turn this hurt into a plea

You can take the keys, the books, the small-town streets

But you can’t make me say we didn’t mean a thing

I’ll miss you loud, I’ll let you go

Both can be true, and now I know

[Verse 2]

The landlord painted over your mark

Where the kitchen table scraped the wall

I found the note you left for milk

And laughed before the tears could fall

[Pre-Chorus]

I thought that leaving meant you lied

I thought that staying made us brave

Now every honest thing we said

Is something neither one could save

[Chorus]

I won’t call you just to hear you breathe

I won’t turn this hurt into a plea

You can take the keys, the books, the small-town streets

But you can’t make me say we didn’t mean a thing

I’ll miss you loud, I’ll let you go

Both can be true, and now I know

[Bridge]

If you pass our old place in October

When the porch light flickers twice

Know I’m not waiting by the window

I’m just learning how to sleep at night

[Final Chorus]

I won’t call you just to hear you breathe

I won’t turn this hurt into a plea

You can take the keys, the books, the small-town streets

But you can’t make me say we didn’t mean a thing

I’ll miss you loud, I’ll let you go

Both can be true, and now I know

Both can be true, and now I know

[Outro]

Your blue mug’s gone; the sink is dry

I leave the morning light outside