Blusa Vermelha
Trio Parada Dura
Red Blouse
When I look at the wall and see your portrait
Tears bathe my face in endless weeping
I sit on the bed and stay alone in the room
The damn longing takes hold of me
I get up, go to the wardrobe and open the doors
I see the red blouse you left
Then despair steals my calm
I go out on the street and even my soul
Weeps in silence feeling my pain
God, oh mighty Lord, I make a request to you
Send relief to this suffering heart
If she ever returns, I thank you
But to suffer, as I suffer
I prefer a thousand times that you send me death
I get up, go to the wardrobe and open the doors
I see the red blouse you left
Then despair steals my calm
I go out on the street and even my soul
Weeps in silence feeling my pain
God, oh mighty Lord, I make a request to you
Send relief to this suffering heart
If she ever returns, I thank you
But to suffer, as I suffer
I prefer a thousand times that you send me death
