Malas Prontas
Sensação
Ready Bags
Now that we have our bags ready
Bringing the emptiness of a past
It's time for us to settle the scores
Our balance has already been closed
Resetting what was left behind and so many
Memories that now no longer matter
I loved you too much (how I loved you)
In the carnivals (I was your king)
In your sheets where I lay
Time passes, I got tired of you
It was a rule
You tired me too, my dear
I loved you too much (how I loved you)
In the carnivals (I was your king)
In your sheets where I lay
If your dreams then
Awaken from mine
It's best to say goodbye
