Queixa
Maria Bethânia
Complaint
A love so delicate
You take it and toss it aside
Shouldn't have stirred it up
Kneel down but don’t pray
This thing that brings me fear
Because of its greatness
I’m not the only one to blame
I’m sure of that
Princess, surprise, you wrecked me
Serpent, you don’t even feel you poisoned me
Lady, now tell me where do I go
Lady, serpent, princess
A love so violent
When it turns into pain
It’s the opposite of a feeling
An ocean without water
Waves, desires for revenge
In this unnatural state
They hit hard without hope
Against your hardness
A love so delicate
No man would give it up
Maybe it was a sin
To bet on happiness
You think I have it all
And leave me feeling empty
But God doesn’t want me to be silent
And I shout this complaint to you