Vingança

I liked it so much
As much as they told me
That they found him
Drinking and crying
At a bar table

And when the bosom friends
They asked about me
A sob cut off her voice
Didn't let him speak

But I liked it so much
So much, when they told me
That I really had to make an effort
So that no one notices

Remorse may be the cause
From your despair
She must be well aware
Of what he practiced

Make me go through this embarrassment
With a companion
And the shame
It is the greatest inheritance my father left me

But as long as there is strength in my chest
I don't want anything else
And to all the saints
Revenge, revenge
Cry out

She will roll like stones
That roll on the road
Without ever having a corner of your own
To be able to rest