Ronda

At night I roam the city
Looking for you without finding
In the midst of glances, I spy, in all the bars
You're not there
I return home beaten down
Disenchanted with life
A dream, joy gives me
In it, you are

Ah, if I had someone who truly loved me
That someone would tell me
Give up this useless search
I wouldn't give up

However, with perfect patience
I continue to search for you, I will find
Drinking with other women
Rolling dice, playing pool
And on that day, it will be in the first edition
Scene of blood in a bar, on São João Avenue

I return home beaten down
Disenchanted with life
A dream, joy gives me
In it, you are

Ah, if I had someone who truly loved me
That someone would tell me
Give up this search, it's useless
I wouldn't give up

However, with perfect patience
I continue to search for you, I will find
Drinking with other women
Rolling dice, playing pool
And on that day, it will be in the first edition
Scene of blood in a bar, on São João Avenue