A Outra

I am the other woman
The one everyone condemns
That he is happy by my side
Everything I did they never mention

They limit themselves to offend me
Fight to destroy me
Ignore my feelings
And my eyes always cry

On the street they call me names
Swindler gold digger
They already say I don't love you
That I deceive you with other men

I cry, I cry
My mother no longer speaks to me
I'm losing my brothers

I cry, I cry
I sacrificed my family
For you, my great love

I know he is married
Has a family and a wife
But what am I going to do
If my heart wants it this way
I wish I also had a man just for me
But what am I going to do
If fate doesn't give me that

When his son is at home
Sick
I also cry
When he is sad at home
I also get depressed
I know he only comes
On Sundays and Mondays
But I love him anyway, I love him
Anyway

I don't lack men who want to give me a ring
But the truth is that with him I feel
As if I had walked down the aisle
Sorry is just
I am the other woman, I also deserve to be happy
Oh my lord aiaiaia I also deserve to be happy
I cry, I cry

So I assume
I assume, I assume, I assume I am the other woman
I am the other woman