Brigas

Just look!
What foolishness the two of us
Fighting so much
If afterwards, we will smile
Make peace in the end

Why mistreat love?
Love is not mistreated, no
Why?
If these people just want
To see us apart
I fight
You also fight
For such trivial things
And love
In moments like this
Dies a little more
And, when it dies, then it's seen
That who died
Was me and was you
Because without love
We are alone
We die