Fado da Mentira

No one knows on the face
What our soul inspires.
No one knows on the face
What our soul inspires.

Life is taste and distaste
Lie everything is a lie.
Life is taste and distaste
Lie everything is a lie.

INSTRUMENTAL

I dug a hole in the sand
To bury my sorrow.
I dug a hole in the sand
To bury my sorrow.

The whole sea entered through it
Didn't fill the hole with water.
The whole sea entered through it
Didn't fill the hole with water.