Copo Furado

Tonight I am suffering a lot
Doing everything so no one sees me cry
Just thinking that when I arrive home
Open the door and not find my love
Certainly she is accompanied
And I here like a clown at this table
With a face adorned with joy
But inside, churning with sadness

Who I love doesn't want me
Who I want doesn't love me
At home there's a spare
Place in my bed
This glass of drink
Seems to be leaky
I've had all I could
But I don't get drunk
The more I drink...
The more I fall in love