Risque
Ary Barroso
Risk
Write my name off your notebook
For I can't stand the hell
Of our failed love
Let me follow new paths
In search of other affections
Let's kill our past
But if someday, maybe
The longing tightens
Don't be disturbed
Drown the longing
In the glasses of a bar
Believe
Every chimera fades away
Like the whiteness of foam
That dissolves in the sand
