Ronda

At night I roam the city
Looking for you, but you’re not around
In the midst of glances, I spy
In every bar
You’re not there

I head back home feeling down
Disenchanted with life
The dream brings me joy
In it, you’re there

Ah! If only I had
Someone who truly cared
That person would tell me
Give it up, this search is pointless
But I wouldn’t give up

Yet, with perfect patience
I keep searching for you
I will find you
Drinking with other women
Rolling some dice
Playing pool

And on that day, then
It’ll make the front page
A bloody scene in a bar
On São João Avenue

Ah! If only I had
Someone who truly cared
That person would tell me
Give it up, this search is pointless
But I wouldn’t give up

Yet, with perfect patience
I keep searching for you
I will find you
Drinking with other women
Rolling some dice
Playing pool

And on that day, then
It’ll make the front page
A bloody scene in a bar
On São João Avenue