Na Hora H

Ninety percent chance
That I’ll look for you tonight
To relive last night’s vibe
I’m trying to understand
Hangover after hangover
Oh, oh, oh

If I drink, it won’t be good
It’s like pouring rain on wet ground
If we run into each other
For sure, I’ll cry

It’s only at the right moment that I search
My heart doesn’t wear a helmet, doesn’t have armor
The same hand that shows me love throws stones
The mouth that tells me to leave
Is the same one that kisses me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh