Dois Tristes

Oh, oh
Yesterday we went out again
And you were sulking
With a closed face
There was a couple next to us

Enjoying themselves
When I asked someone from God
I wanted this kind of person
We are two sad ones
Who will never be happy

I have the feeling that I chose wrong
Who's by my side
The more I go out and meet people
It becomes clearer

Every couple I see
Drinks together, has topics
Is happy, kisses with passion
And we just fight, fight, fight, fight, fight

I have the feeling that I chose wrong
Who's by my side
The more I go out and meet people
It becomes clearer

Every couple I see
Drinks together, has topics
Is happy, kisses with passion
And we just fight, fight, fight, fight, fight

For me, it's enough
I'm tired of seeing everyone happy
Except me