Casinha

My life is a forgotten dream,
Heritage already lost, don't know when I'll find it.
I live wandering, always looking at the infinite,
What's beautiful are the moonlit nights.

My dwelling is a house without beauty,
Surrounded by sadness, like a garden without flowers.
My heart doesn't complain, it's silent,
But inside it's hurt, for losing your love.

No, I won't stay,
A new world, I'll have to seek.
In this little house, I can't live anymore.

My dwelling is a house without beauty,
Surrounded by sadness, like a garden without flowers.
My heart doesn't complain, it's silent,
But inside it's hurt, for losing your love.

No, I won't stay,
A new world, I'll have to seek.
In this little house, I can't live anymore