Denisa's: Brazilian man in one of Rio's favelas.
Denisa's: you're saying, sugar...?
Denisa's: lost in thoughts
Denisa's: what's better than a smoke?
Denisa's: My name is beauty
Denisa's: caught in a dream
Denisa's: dreaming of you
Denisa's: delicate like you
Denisa's: that kind of magic
Denisa's: melancholic beauty
Denisa's: Will I ever know you?
Denisa's: the touch