Entre Espumas
Roberto Muller
Among the Foam
One night she sat at my table
And between sips I gave her all my love
Only two weeks passed
As in a dream, my life ended
Since then the rivers of my tears
Have comforted the cross of my pain
No one knows how great my sorrows are
That break my heart
But it comforts me and I know it's in my hands
To relieve myself of this bitterness
If a love was born from a beer
I will drink another beer to forget
A love that arises at a table
among the foam must end
