Minha Esquina

I already picked up my guitar
To talk about our love
But if it's God who gives the gift
The woman conceives the pain

And so I returned to my corner
But without wanting to go back
I sing until six in the morning
So I can avoid crying

But there's nothing, I'll stay with the guys
Singing a samba and another on my guitar
A poet who is a poet, lives in the game
A love that goes, another song

But what is taken, will still go
By the law of proportion
When God asks for the pledge
The woman asks for forgiveness

And so I left my corner
But without wanting to leave
In routine after routine
I'm taking it slow

But my name is staying through the night
I have a samba and another for each emotion
A poet who is a poet, doesn't lose the beat
What comes is a party for my heart

But there's nothing, I'll stay
It's not that, no
A poet who is a poet, doesn't lose the beat
What comes is a party for my heart

But my name is staying through the night
I have a samba and another for each emotion
A poet who is a poet, doesn't lose the beat
What comes is a party for my heart

But what is taken, will still go
By the law of proportion
When God asks for the pledge
The woman asks for forgiveness

And so I left my corner
But without wanting to leave
In routine after routine
I'm taking it slow

But my name is staying through the night
I have a samba and another for each emotion
A poet who is a poet, doesn't lose the beat
What comes is a party for my heart

But there's nothing, I'll stay
It's not that, no
A poet who is a poet, doesn't lose the beat
What comes is a party for my heart