Velha Carta

Today it came to my mind
And an old suitcase I opened
I kept my secrets
From the good times I lived
I found an old letter
From the woman I loved the most
Each sentence a longing
That I will always carry

Only she
Made me the happiest man
It was her
The woman I wanted the most

She lives in other arms
Her body already has an owner
On her finger a ring
Destroying my plans
With eyes down on the streets
I'm about to fade away
I disguise my sadness
With my friends at the table
At any bar table

Only she
Made me the happiest man
It was her
The woman I wanted the most.