Meu Mal É a Birita
Angela Ro Ro
My Evil is the Booze
Every time I go to take
Birinight
Anything in any bar
You soon say distressed
Birinight
That my problem is booze (and it is)
I drink and pay to see you get prettier
When he shouts that if I don't stop drinking
I will end my life in a glass of illusion
And then, shaking with my hand, I point out the great culprit
An addicted heart
Who loves like a child
But just join in the dance
When drunk
Almost always complaining
Birinight
We go from bar to bar
And if one day I stop
Birinight
It's a sign that I learned to love
While that doesn't come I do what suits me
And what pleases me
If it's not good for you, go look for someone else
May he drink less and love more
Because my problem is booze
My problem is booze
My problem is booze
I drink and pay to see you get prettier
When he shouts that if I don't stop drinking
I will end my life in a glass of illusion
And then, shaking with my hand, I point out the great culprit
An addicted heart
Who loves like a child
But just join in the dance
When drunk
Almost always complaining
Birinight
We go from bar to bar
And if one day I stop
Birinight
It's a sign that I learned to love
But while that doesn't happen, I do what suits me
And what pleases me
If it's not good for you, go look for someone else
May he drink less and love more
Because my problem is booze
My problem is booze
My problem is booze
Birinight
I won't stop drinking!
