Ingrata
Cesária Évora
Ungrateful
You, my, you, my, you, my
Tell me your society, I believe you
You, my, you, my, you, my
Tell me your society, I believe you
The ingratitude that goes, that dixa-m
Ki dixa-m with soldiers in the heart
But I have faith that he is still returning
Until one day God chooses
The ingratitude that goes, that dixa-m
Ki dixa-m with soldiers in the heart
But I have faith that he is still returning
Until one day God chooses
One day N odja, o, flower
I want you to give me a console in nha vida
One day N odja, o, flower
I want you to give me a console in nha vida
The ingratitude that goes, that dixa-m
Ki dixa-m with soldiers in the heart
But I have faith that he is still returning
Until one day God chooses
The ingratitude that goes, that dixa-m
Ki dixa-m with soldiers in the heart
But I have faith that he is still returning
Until one day God wills
