“Rosa” is Luísa Sobral’s 5th album and is produced by Catalan Raül Refree (Mala Rodriguez, Silvia Perez Cruz, Rosalía). In addition to voice and guitar, Luísa Sobral and her producer favored classical instruments: wind trio, consisting of tuba, flugelhorn and horn, and classical percussion. It includes the themes ‘Maria do Mar’, ‘O Melhor Presente’ and the duet with Salvador Sobral ‘Só Um Beijo’.
Rosa

I want to talk about love
Nothing new I know
But talking too much about love
Never hurt anyone
I want to talk about you
About every gesture of yours that makes me fall in love
To feel that you’re here
Even when you leave
And it’s just another love
song There’s already so many out there
But as far as I know no one has made
one about you
I want to talk about love
Of the pain that is pleasure in the same chest
Of kissing without wanting an end
And of hugging in the same way
And it’s just another love
song There are already so many out there
But as far as I know no one has made
One about you.
I want to talk about love
Of the pain that is pleasure in the same chest
Of kissing without wanting an end
And of hugging in the same way
And it’s just another love
song There are already so many out there
But as far as I know no one has made
one about you
I like you from your feet to your hair
From the tips of your fingers to the tip of your nose
I like you, every eyelash
Your skin is a bed
Of the constellations I made
I like you and I even feel chest pains
But it’s just a feature, not a defectIt’s love overflowing, I like you And when you like it like that
,
you can only sing
I like you, your cheeks
I know they were made for kissing Slowly
And I like you from the ankles
Even the elbows that are not easy to love
I like you and I even feel chest pains
But it’s just a temperament, not a defect
It’s love overflowing, I like you
just because, because it’s so good to like
you I like you and I even feel chest pains
But it’s just a temperament, not a defect
It’s love overflowing, I like you
just because yes, because it’s so good to like
What harm have I done?
Where did I go wrong?
I didn’t know how to listen to
you Was I inattentive?
That I gave you little of my time?
Was I insensitive?
Distant and/or predictable?
What harm have I done?
Where did I go wrong?
I didn’t give you all the attention
Didn’t I put you first?
Did I make you a friend and not a partner?
Did I look, but only at me?
Was I the beginning of this end?
Forgive me my love
I wasn’t the best to love
I didn’t know how to keep
you And it was only up to me to take care
Forgive me my love
I don’t know how it happened
I have one certainty but
It wasn’t you, it was me
Hello my dear friend
Please come in
Join those who arrived early
Everyone came to stay
Who came dressed in white
I see that I knew in advance
Come in then my dear friend
Many others will
arrive I apologize
in advance If I seem impolite
I didn’t expect you here so soon
I wasn’t prepared
Just in this moment of conversation
A few
more have already arrived Seem to always come alone
And each one goes to their corner
And each one who appears
Leaves me more bewildered
This party as I say
It wasn’t even scheduled
yet But it’s welcome, dear friend
, In this hair
meeting If it’s to have white
hair I’ll receive them dancing
If love is born small
And becomes great by living
If love, even great
Can always fall
asleep I choose to love today
Without thinking about tomorrow
If passion is born big
And tends to fade
It can even become love
Or without reason disappear
I live in love
Whenever I feel like it
And I love as I know How
I learned
I reap what I have
sown And plant what I have
eaten If tenderness is a wave
And when it comes it is high
tide If when it does not come
We suffer and we are missed
Seen the tenderness
Rain or shine
If goodness is
scarce And it is not found everywhere
Ours is love, it’s easy
, It’s warm and feels good
And without being anyone’s
I’m yours and you’re mine too
Our love is free
And always wants to
return It has arms of infinity
And hugs to give
us It’s a love of butterflies
Beautiful and discreet
That fly orderly
But don’t stop flying
It’s a love more in pajamas On the
weekend
A love to tidy
up But with everything in place
Our love is beautiful
Everything suits her well
She has the body of a song
And dances
like no one else
It’s a love of butterflies Beautiful and discreet
That fly orderly
But don’t stop flying
Birds in the sky painted black
Flock of animals hungry for fear
And even though it was day, night stayed
And the world stopped, to see
Rumblings that feel under your feet
People who go out at once
And I here so far away
Let myself watch
There is war on television
The old and the new with weapons in hand
There is war and I sing
Let myself watch
People who flee but without a destination
Without doing anything they are the enemy
Soldiers improvised Without any warning marching
There is war on television
The old and the new with weapons in hand
There is war and I singing
Letting me stay Let me stay
I wanted time to take
me Before the time to leave
Before I was ripe to fall
And all I did
Was to be born Maria Feliz
It was a delicate
pact To leave side by side
But if there is
another world I want to enter arm in arm
Because all I wanted
Was to be Maria Feliz
I have in me
All nature
I am a root that is not tied
Tree that leaves before the end
And so I am no longer afraid
I leave in peace even if early
If I have you
I go without looking back
I will be what I always wanted
Eternally Maria Feliz
See you forever Maria Feliz
Today’s mothers Wisely
Say they do better than others
Look how you dress
Have such long
hair You certainly
don’t comb your hair Look how you eat at the table
And they always tend to see
That only they were made to create
I’m a perfect
mother Dedicated, relaxed
I don’t get angry with anything
You’ll never hear me scream
Everything beautiful and combed
With christening
clothes I’m not one of those who celebrates
When you go to
bed The mothers of today up to date
With their mastery
They see from afar the mother who is bad
We have a house
We have lemon trees
Vegetables that sprout from the ground
Children running
Children growing And pets
I live in the
painting I painted
The life I dreamed for myself
And if someone asks
If I want something more, I will say:
“For me everything is like this”I’m
happy like this
So happy like this
And if someone asks
If I want something more for myself
For me everything looks like this
Books on the shelf
Firewood in the fireplace
And the blanket to nest
Cooking for a battalion
Being a party every meal
And having friends to celebrate
And when the path is forward
And we take two steps back
We march against the current
Where war is already peace
And so from one moment to the next
You lose what you have gained
What you dreamed
of Everything fades
And when the path is forward
And there is no road to walk
When I was made to go
But I must return
And so from one moment to the next
Dreaming is not for me
Knowing is not for me
Being is not for me
We are a grain of sand
On a tarmac
road They can cover my head, eyes and mouth
I cover God, not God what he wanted
I scream even if hoarse
That under my clothes
I will always be a woman
Datasheet
LUÍSA SOBRAL Lyrics and Music
TÓ BRANDILEONE Production
RICARDO MOSCA Mixing
CARLOS FREITAS Mastering
RICARDO FERNANDES Voice recording
JOÃO CUNHA Voice (“It wasn’t you”)
ANTÓNIO QUINTINO Double bass (“Maria Feliz”, “O Quadro que Pintei”, “Há Guerra”)
ANTÓNIO LOUREIRO Drums (“Festa Precoce”, “Gosto de Ti”, “Há Guerra”, “Quero falar de Amor”)
MARIA BERALDO Clarinet (“Festa Precoce” and Amo Como Eu Sabe”)
JOÃO SALCEDO Accordion (“Early Party”)
CITY QUARTET Strings
Betina Stegmann, Marcelo Jaffé, Nelson Rios, Rafael Cesário
TÓ BRANDILEONE Voice (“O Nosso Amor É”) and all other instruments
PHOTOGRAPHY Ana Paganini
ARTWORK Camila Beirão
EXECUTIVE PRODUCTION Blue Locomotive
Recorded between Lisbon and São Paulo from March to June 2022











