Chorinho

I get home around ten
Drenched from head to toe
Halfway there, a tire blew
Called for assistance, no one picked up

There's a problem with the elevator
My backpack with the computer fell
I climb the stairs looking at the ground
No light at the entrance
What a crappy day

Woe is me
What witchcraft, voodoo, or magic is messing with me like this?
Woe is me
What a damn fate, what bad luck, evil eye has jinxed me like this
Woe is me

I go to the kitchen, there's a pot on the table
It has tuna pasta
No dessert
You had dinner alone and went to bed
I can already imagine the sermon that's coming

The living room is full of cat hair
The damn animal ruined one of my shoes
I step into the shower and turn on the faucet
Maybe I'll spend the whole night here

Woe is me
What witchcraft, voodoo, or magic is messing with me like this?
Woe is me
What a damn fate, what bad luck, evil eye has jinxed me like this
Woe is me

A hot shower could help
If only the gas hadn't run out
I look at my face appearing in the mirror
I barely recognize myself
I'm getting old

At the end of the hallway
I see the bedroom door slightly open
I see the light from the TV
A sign that you're still awake
I hear, not far away
Your voice calling me from the room
I find you stunning
In a nightgown
Waiting in bed

That's more like it
What witchcraft, voodoo, or magic has fallen upon me
That's more like it
What did I do to deserve God creating you perfect for me
That's more like it

That's more like it
What witchcraft, voodoo, or magic has fallen upon me
That's more like it
What did I do to deserve God creating you perfect for me
That's more like it
That's more like it
That's more like it
That's more like it