Meu Mal É a Birita

Every time I go to have
Booze night
Anything in any bar
You quickly say worried
Booze night
That my evil is the booze
And it is

I drink and pay to see you become prettier
When you shout that if I don't stop drinking
I'll end my life in a glass of illusion
And then trembling hand I point to the big culprit

An addicted heart
That loves like a child, but only joins the dance
When drunk
Almost always complaining

Booze night
From bar to bar we go around
And if one day I stop
Booze night
It means I learned to love

Meanwhile, I do what suits me
And what pleases me
If it's not good for you, go find someone else
Who drinks less and loves more

Because mine is the booze
Booze night
I won't stop drinking!