Cama Fria
André & Andrade
Cold Bed
Friend, come in now
And don't mind anything
Today is the anniversary
Of this abandoned house
Long ago she left
The owner of this dwelling
Even the wind whispers
Her name, in the early morning
Dark room, cold bed
There's no one
I'm crying
Missing my love
Today marks a year
That my heart complains
The absence of my love
For whom my soul calls
I spend lonely nights
Suffering for someone who doesn't love me
How much I miss her
Lying in my bed
Dark room, cold bed
There's no one
I'm crying
Missing my love
