Llora Em Mi

Nobody saw
When the sidewalk was worn out
People walk
The river never wants to return

Man and salt
Your hands hold me in the wind
My death awaits
The door that leads you to the altar

Come back, come back, come back
That the sky is big and with the Moon
Wait for the sun in the mornings
Cry, cry, cry
What if a mother is in the north
Cry in me

If the path
It's easy, I don't believe it anymore, really
A patch sounds
Your bass drum is intertwined in my singing

Loneliness, which we hate
And we miss him when he is not there
The blood is ours
The milk that poisons our peace

Come back, come back, come back
That the sky is big and with the Moon
Wait for the sun in the mornings
Cry, cry, cry
That if a mother is in the north
Cry in me
That if a mother is in the north
Cry in me