Naquela Mesa

At that table he always sat
And he always told me what it means to live better
At that table he told stories
That today in my memory I keep and know by heart

At that table he gathered people
And he happily told what he did in the morning
And there was so much shine in your eyes
That more than your son, I became your fan

I didn't know it hurt so much
A table in the corner, a house and a garden
If I knew how much life hurts
This painful pain didn't hurt like that

Now there is one table left in the room
And today no one talks about your mandolin anymore
He's missing from that table
And missing him is hurting me

I didn't know it hurt so much
A table in the corner, a house and a garden
If I knew how much life hurts
This painful pain didn't hurt like that

Now there is one table left in the room
And today no one talks about your mandolin anymore
He's missing from that table
And missing him is hurting me

He's missing from that table
And missing him is hurting me

He's missing from that table
And missing him is hurting me