Pobre Bichinho

Accidentally I was falling into despair
Loving you like a madman deep inside
Begging for your kiss all the time
And making myself a single torment

Like the moon shining in the sky
Like the sun warming my path
Like the night crying from my lament
I'm just another one waking up far from the nest

My path is desert and gloomy
My chestnut horse only shows me affection
When I sleep or get lost in thought
He stays crying
Poor little creature...