Brigas
Altemar Dutra
Fights
Just look
What foolishness the two of us
Fighting so much like this
If afterwards
We end up smiling
Making up in the end
Why mistreat love?
Love is not mistreated
Why? If what those people want
Is to see us apart
I fight
You also fight
For such trivial things
And love
In moments like these
Dies a little more
And when it dies, that's when we see
That it was me who died and it was you
Because without love
We are alone
We both die
