Medo De Amar - Ivete Sangalo, Ed Motta

Voc bem quis entender

mas eu no soube explicar

Nem mesmo eu sei dizer

No gosto nem de lembrar

Voc bem quis entender

mas eu no soube explicar

Nem mesmo eu sei dizer

No gosto nem de lembrar

Ed Motta:

eu tive medo

De ver meu coraao amar assim to cedo

Foi bobagem no falar (hummm)

Desse meu medo de Amar

Ivete Sangalo:

Porque voc no volta?

Se j falei o que passou

E o que quebrou a gente montar

Faz a nossa histria de amor

Ed Motta:

Porque voc no volta?

Se j falei o que passou

E o que quebrou a gente montar

Faz a nossa histria de amor…

Ivete Sangalo:

Faz a nossa histria de amor

Meu amor

(ohhhhhh)

(tuuutuuiiii)

Ivete Sangalo:

Voc bem quis entender

Mas eu no soube explicar

Nem mesmo eu sei dizer

Noi gosto nem de lembrar

Ed motta:

Voc bem quis entender

Mas eu no soube explicar

Os 2:

Nem mesmo eu sei dizer

No gosto nem de lembrar

Eu tive medo

De ver meu coraao amar assim to cedo

Foi bobagem no falar

Desse meu medo de amar

Porque voc no volta

Se j falei o que passou

E o que quebrou a gente montar

Faz a nossa histria de amor

Porque voc no volta

Se j falei o que passou

(vem…Baby)

E o que quebrou a gente montar

Faz a nossa histria de amor

Faz a nossa histria de amor

De amor

you wanted to understand

but I could not explain

I don't even know how to say

I don't even like to remember

you wanted to understand

but I could not explain

I don't even know how to say

I don't even like to remember

Ed Motta:

I was afraid

To see my heart love so early

It was silly to talk (hmm)

Of my fear of Love

Ivete Sangalo:

Why don't you come back?

If I already said what happened

And what broke we assemble

Makes our love story

Ed Motta:

Why don't you come back?

If I already said what happened

And what broke we assemble

It makes our love story...

Ivete Sangalo:

Makes our love story

My love

(ohhhhhh)

(soooo)

Ivete Sangalo:

you wanted to understand

But I could not explain

I don't even know how to say

I don't even like to remember

Ed motta:

you wanted to understand

But I could not explain

The 2:

I don't even know how to say

I don't even like to remember

I was afraid

To see my heart love so early

It was silly not to speak

Of my fear of loving

Why don't you come back

If I already said what happened

And what broke we assemble

Makes our love story

Why don't you come back

If I already said what happened

(come on…baby)

And what broke we assemble

Makes our love story

Makes our love story

Of love