Brigas

Look, how foolish we both are
We fight so much
If afterwards, we will smile
Exchange good at last

Why mistreat love?
Love is not mistreated
Why, if what these people want
It is to see our separation

I fight, you fight too
For such trivial things
And love in moments like this
Die a little more

And when you die, then you see
That it was me and you who died
Because without love we are alone, we die

I fight, you fight too
For such trivial things
And love in moments like this
Die a little more

And when you die, then you see
That it was me and you who died
Because without love we are alone, we die

And when you die, then you see
That it was me and you who died
Because without love we are alone, we die