Presumida

Yay!,

Today I sing you this song
maybe you deserve it
and I throw my modesty to the ground
to explain better
something you don't understand
what do you think of me?
I am important too
and someone else can continue
what you left halfway

Today I want nothing from you
and you were the one to blame
you want to be superior
but before God
we are all equal

I confess that I am tired of you
and today I set you free
I am healing my wound
you are conceited

You see, in the album of my life
you are not the only one
and love, with someone else, is forgotten
I will never remember you

I like that

What do you think of me?
I am important too
and someone else can continue
what you left halfway

Today I want nothing from you
and you were the one to blame
you want to be superior
but before God
we are all equal
I confess that I am tired of you
and today I set you free
I am healing my wound
you are conceited

You see, in the album of my life
you are not the only one
and love, with someone else, is forgotten
I will never remember you