Sua Ingratidão
Kara Véia
Your Ingratitude
If by chance I cry
It's not to bother you
I just want to vent
The pain of an illusion
Of someone I brought so much joy
Who I made happy one day
Today I sing in poetry
All your ingratitude
They say men don't cry
It depends on the moment
When they see themselves leaving
Their great passion
We try to hide it
But feel the pain in our chest
And tears fall
Like a crying child
When you stop crying
You run to a bar table
Trying to vent
Your sad loneliness
The pain of despair
Hugs the pillow
Kissing and feeling the scent
She left on the mattress
When you hear footsteps
You run to see who it is
Thinking it's your woman
Already arriving at the gate
When you look and see nothing
You quickly take another drink
And realize it was all in vain
Pride and opinion
When you hear footsteps
You run to see who it is
Thinking it's your woman
Already arriving at the gate
When you look and see nothing
You quickly take another drink
And realize it was all in vain
Pride and opinion
When you look and see nothing
You quickly take another drink
And realize it was all in vain
Pride and opinion
