Conta-me ("Tell Me") drops us right in the middle of a late-night confession booth where pride is gone and love still lingers. The narrator asks an ex-lover to invent beautiful lies – say she is missed in every stranger’s face, swear that life feels like a floorless street without her, even stage movie-worthy tears. These imagined words are not meant to heal the break-up; they are a cozy blanket that lets her stay in the illusion a little longer, hoping to dance once more in the fire they once shared.
Behind the playful request to “lie with love,” Carolina Deslandes paints a portrait of self-aware denial. The singer knows the romance is over, yet chooses make-believe over loneliness because pretending offers a temporary win. The song becomes an anthem for anyone who has bargained with heartbreak, asking for sweet stories rather than facing the cold truth. It is equal parts vulnerable and theatrical – a slow waltz between reality and fantasy that shows how far we sometimes go not to walk away defeated.