A Culpa É Sua (Conselho)

What's happening, my friend, what's going on
Says the saying: A crooked tree will stay crooked
You spend all your time on the city streets
And she's at home waiting for you with longing
Begging God to bring you back
She's an angel, sweet creature, companion
Who waits for you all the time, all night
Eager to see you opening the door

You'll give yourself to someone who only deceives you
And fall in love with someone who doesn't love you
You'll seek love in the corners of the street
You'll cry if she leaves
And from bar to bar is where a man cries
I know you'll cry, and the fault is all yours

What's happening, my friend, what's going on
Says the saying: A crooked tree will stay crooked
You spend all your time on the city streets
And she's at home waiting for you with longing
Begging God to bring you back
She's an angel, sweet creature, companion
Who waits for you all the time, all night
Eager to see you opening the door

You'll give yourself to someone who only deceives you
And fall in love with someone who doesn't love you
You'll seek love in the corners of the street
You'll cry if she leaves
And from bar to bar is where a man cries
I know you'll cry, and the fault is all yours