Só Deus É Quem Sabe

No, I don't know how to hold a grudge
Nowadays, I remember with tenure each moment
Promises from each of us on those days
The time transformed into empty words
Sometimes the passion betrayed us
Sometimes was the voice that lied
But nothing of that matters
What matters is what the luck wrote
Only God knows about the love
I don't know anything
I just know that life prepares us each trap
And it's useless trying to scape
From the long road