... Love for two is beautiful but it is like a slow suicide ... sometimes when we look and we enchant ourselves, without haste and we try to understand why our soul squeezes us ... An empty heart is much better than a party ... when I look at you I feel you scouring me You burn my skin with your fire, your perfume on my nose I almost die inside ... Love is a piece of glass that cuts us, if we do not know who We are ... No one can love for two only when they really love each other ... The rest is all lies and illusion ... Not because love won, but because the magic came back to enchant us all ... Congratulations Salvador / Luísa Sobral for the music and Portugal ...people need learn what its LOVE...