Brigas (part. Altemar Dutra)

Just see what a foolishness we both
Fighting so much like this
If afterwards we will smile
Make peace in the end
Why mistreat love
Love is not mistreated
Why if these people want
Is to see our separation

I fight, you also fight
For such trivial things
And love in moments like this
Dies a little more
And when it dies then it is seen
That who died was me and it was you
Because without love we are alone
We die