Metade Paz, Metade Dor

I give up on your love, goodbye
I don't need your affection
I don't want to suffer anymore, no
I don't want to cry anymore
Enough of disillusion
My sentence has already been served, goodbye
I free myself from this prison
Between staying by your side
Or leaving you for good
I choose the second option
I go against the flow
I even contradict
The desire of the heart
But I won't suffer anymore
Try to understand me
Give me reason
Because a heart cannot be
Half peace, half pain
Go find a new love
Let me be reborn.