Triste
João Gilberto
Sad
It's sad to live in solitude
In the cruel pain of a passion
It's sad to know that no one
You can live in illusion
That will never be, will never happen
The dreamer has to wake up
Your beauty is an airplane
Too much for a poor heart
That stops to watch you pass by
Just to mistreat me
It's sad to live in solitude
It's sad to live in solitude
In the cruel pain of a passion
It's sad to know that no one
You can live in illusion
That will never be, will never happen
The dreamer has to wake up
Your beauty is an airplane
Too much for a poor heart
That stops to watch you pass by
Just to mistreat me
It's sad to live in solitude
It's sad to live in solitude
In the cruel pain of a passion
It's sad to know that no one
You can live in illusion
That will never be, will never happen
The dreamer has to wake up
Your beauty is an airplane
Too much for a poor heart
That stops to watch you pass by
Just to mistreat me
It's sad to live in solitude
