Meu Medo
Grupo Rodeio
My Fear
I spent the night thinking, smoking and taking a drink
In this life of a vague Indian I have suffered too much
In my way, hard chin, back marked from work
I change my way of life for your love I go back
Without the affection of China I have suffered too much
Loneliness, the twin sister of longing
In your absence I tightened my chest
It changed my way of being
If it's passion, I don't want to suffer
Love dies too soon
For my fear of suffering
