Brigas
Milionário e José Rico
Fights
Just look
What foolishness the two of us
Fighting so much
If afterwards, we end up smiling
Making up in the end
Why mistreat love
Love is not mistreated
Why, if these people just want
To see us apart
I fight, you also fight
Over such trivial things, and love
In moments like these
Dies a little more
And in dying then it's seen
That it was me who died and it was you
Because without love we are alone, we both die
