Frio de Julho

The school holidays arrive
And everything becomes happy
And the cold that hits the window
Asks to come in, and I don't let it

I tell it to go away
But I do like it
It reminds me of that time
When a girl said that to me

I wrote many poems about you
Thinking I would forget you
But it didn't work
That didn't happen

I had to suffer to learn
Feel my muscles freeze in this cold
And even thinking I loved in vain
I discovered that nothing is in vain

I wrote many poems about you
Thinking I would forget you
But it didn't work
That didn't happen

I wrote many poems about you
Thinking I would forget you
But it didn't work
That didn't happen