Flor do Meu Bairro

My story is ordinary
But something is proven
Not always the first love
Is the first boyfriend

The flower of my neighborhood
Had the lyricism of the Moon
She lived on my street
In a chalet opposite mine

I met her first love
Her first pain
And her first mistake
I still remember
The whole neighborhood felt
The naive flower disappeared
With her love, her king

And I, who was
Her first boyfriend
So sad and in love
Never fell in love again

Today after a few years
I met her
In the street of disappointments
Less naive and more beautiful
She pretended desire
Offered me her lips
And I paid for a kiss
That in the past was mine

My story is ordinary
But something is proven
Not always the first love
Is the first boyfriend