Esse Barulho

At home it doesn't work
I need to hear an iron door going up and a chair being dragged
To calm me down
The waiter serving me beer, pouring it into the glass until it spills

This sounds like happiness to me
It's the sound of me forgetting you little by little

This noise, it's helping me forget you
This noise, helps me not hear the longing speak of you
This noise, it's helping me forget you
This noise, helps me not hear the longing speak of you

This sounds like happiness to me
It's the sound of me forgetting you little by little

This noise, it's helping me forget you
This noise, helps me not hear the longing speak of you
This noise, it's helping me forget you
This noise, helps me not hear the longing speak of you