A Sorte é Cega
Luiz Gonzaga
Luck is Blind
My love, when I see you
I start to sigh
Why don't you see
That I'm here waiting for you?
A bird in a cage always sings
Goes hungry, goes thirsty
Without asking, without complaining
But there's a difference
I'm not a bird...
My hunger and my thirst
Is for your affection, is for your love
They say luck is blind
I only believed it now
Why did I have to fall for you
My love, I don't know...
If only I could feed this illusion
That stayed inside me
Hurting my heart.
