Meu Primeiro Amor
Bruno e Marrone
My First Love
Longing, sad word
When a great love is lost
On the long road of life
I go crying my pain
Like a butterfly
Sadly wandering over the flower
Your name always on my lips
I will call wherever I go
You don't even remember
To hear the voice of this sufferer
Who begs for your affection
Just a little bit of your love
My first love
Ended so soon
Only the pain left
In this heart of mine
My first love
Was like a flower
That bloomed and soon died
In this loneliness, without joy
What comforts me are my sad sighs
They are tears of pain
That fall from my eyes
It's because I know well
The one I loved so much
I will never see
Again
