Canto Chorado
Os Originais do Samba
Crying Song
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
Just a question of weight and measure
Time and place problem
But these are all things in life
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
Just a question of weight and measure
Time and place problem
But these are all things in life
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Sound dom dom sound dom dom
In the game you either win or lose
Path that leads, that brings
Bringing such joy
Taking, took my peace
There are people who laugh at misfortune
I doubt he would laugh at yours
If someone slips where they walk
There is laughter from the people in the street
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
Just a question of weight and measure
Time and place problem
But these are all things in life
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Sound dom dom sound dom dom
Alegre is a place of arrival
It's sad with people leaving
There is always the farewell of the beloved
The most beautiful crying laugh
I can sing my lament
I also know how to cry with joy
The sails at sea want wind
How much better is calm
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
Just a question of weight and measure
Time and place problem
But these are all things in life
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Saturday, little, little, little, little, little Sunday
Sound dom dom sound dom dom
Just the word suffering
There is no such thing in the dictionary
Mixture of pain, patience
What laughter, which is also crying
My northeastern son who sings
The crying song of life
Getting scared, so much rain
Wrong place in the fall
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
Just a question of weight and measure
Time and place problem
But these are all things in life
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
What makes you laugh, makes you cry
