Chorando No Campo
Lobão
Crying in the Field
The rain falls crying
And my love comes and goes
In the sky, on the ground
The hammock goes back and forth
The night beyond the night
Reminds me of what I didn't live
All this story, this secret
Memories in a whirlwind
On the road as I pass by
The cinema is just an illusion
I go crying through the field
In the middle of the storm... (2x)
The rain makes me miss
Some place I've never been
And the wind keeps blowing
A cry so distant
On the road as I pass by
The cinema is just an illusion
I go crying through the field
In the middle of the storm. (2x)
From this storm... (3x)
