The MaYa Hee Song (feat. Lucas Prata)
Ma-ia huu
Ma-ia haa
Ma-ia ha-haa
Ma-ia hii
Ma-ia huu
Ma-ia haa
Ma-ia ha-haa
Ma-ia hii (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia huu (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia haa (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia ha-haa
Ma-ia hii (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia huu (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia haa (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia ha-haa
Hello, Salute! It’s me, your Duke.
And I made something that’s real
To show you how I feel.
Hello… Hello… It’s me, Picasso
I will paint my words of love
With your name on every wall.
When you leave my colours fade to gray
Oowa oowa ey oowa oowa oowa ey
Every word of love I used to say
Now I paint it every day.
When you leave my colours fade to gray
Hey little lover stay
Or all my colours fade away
Every word of love I used to say
Now I paint it every day.
I sold my strings, my song and dreams
And I bought some paints
To match the colours of my love
Hello… Hello… It’s me again, Picasso!
I will spray my words of love
With your name on every wall!
When you leave my colours fade to gray
Oowa oowa ey oowa oowa oowa ey
Every word of love I used to say
Now I paint it every day.
When you leave my colours fade to gray
Hey little lover stay
Or all my colours fade away
Every word of love I used to say
Now I paint it every day.
Ma-ia hii
Ma-ia huu
Ma-ia haa
Ma-ia ha-haa
Ma-ia hii
Ma-ia huu
Ma-ia haa
Ma-ia ha-haa
Ma-ia hii (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia huu (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia haa (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia ha-haa
Ma-ia hii (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia huu (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia haa (ma-ma-i)
Ma-ia ha-haa
When you leave my colours fade to gray
Oowa oowa ey oowa oowa oowa ey
Every word of love I used to say
Now I paint it every day.
When you leave my colours fade to gray
Hey little lover stay
Or all my colours fade away
Every word of love I used to say
Now I paint it every day.
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