Chuva

The mundane things in life
Leave no regrets
Only the memories that hurt
Or make you smile

There are people who stay in history
In our own story
And others whose names
We don’t even remember

These are emotions that give life
To the longing I carry
Those I had with you
And ended up losing

There are days that mark the soul
And our lives
And the one when you left me
I can’t forget

The rain soaked my face
Cold and tired
The streets of the city
I had already walked

Oh, my cry of a lost girl
Screamed to the city
That the fire of love under the rain
Had just died

The rain heard and silenced
My secret to the city
And here it is tapping on the glass
Bringing the longing

The rain soaked my face
Cold and tired
The streets of the city
I had already walked

Oh, my cry of a lost girl
Screamed to the city
That the fire of love under the rain
Had just died

The rain heard and silenced
My secret to the city
And here it is tapping on the glass
Bringing the longing

And here it is tapping on the glass
Bringing the longing