Bêbado de Rua

Five years with you, ten to forget you
One extra drink ruined everything
But the good part is that I remembered
The good things, and it feels so good, so good that I

Turned into a street drunk, whoever wants to comfort my
Heart just buys another round, and the love crisis I
Lived through got worse with time, people drink
And forget, I drink and remember

Turned into a street drunk, whoever wants to comfort my
Heart just buys another round, and the love crisis I
Lived through got worse with time, people drink and forget
I drink and remember, my case is serious, not a momentary crisis

Five years with you, ten to forget you
One extra drink ruined everything
But the good part is that I remembered
The good things, and it feels so good, so good that I

Turned into a street drunk, whoever wants to comfort my
Heart just buys another round, and the love crisis I
Lived through got worse with time, people drink
And forget, I drink and remember

Turned into a street drunk, whoever wants to comfort my
Heart just buys another round, and the love crisis I
Lived through got worse with time, people drink and forget
I drink and remember, my case is serious, not a momentary crisis

I turned into a street drunk, whoever wants to comfort my
Heart just buys another round, and the love crisis I
Lived through got worse with time, people drink and forget
I drink and remember, my case is serious, not a momentary crisis