Cabelos Brancos
Herivelto Martins
White Hair
Don't talk about this woman near me
Don't talk so I don't remember my pain
I was young, I enjoyed my youth
If I remember her, it makes me miss her
I live for her, through ups and downs
At least respect my
White hair
No one lived the life I lived
No one suffered in life like I did
The heartfelt tears
My genuine smiles
Reflect nowadays
In my white hair
And now, in honor of my end
Don't talk about this woman near me
