Chorando Eu Vou Beber

Moving from mouth to mouth
From glass to glass, one day at a time
Thinking about the return
There's no shortage of reasons
My God, what have you done to me?
Taking the ice out of the whiskey glass with my finger and throwing it on the floor
In my chest, your empty side and your name written in the palm of my hand

The bar door closing and the waiter giving a hint: We're about to close
Not sure if I pretend to be deaf, if I leave and look for another bar
Car keys on the table
Phone in hand almost out of battery
And it's like this every day

Then I'll suffer
Suffering, I'll cry
Crying, I'll drink
Drinking, I'll call
She won't answer

Then I'll suffer
Suffering, I'll cry
Crying, I'll drink
Drinking, I'll call
She won't answer
What a crazy way to want

The bar door closing and the waiter giving a hint: We're about to close
Not sure if I pretend to be deaf, if I leave and look for another bar
Car keys on the table
Phone in hand almost out of battery
And it's like this every day

Then I'll suffer
Suffering, I'll cry
Crying, I'll drink
Drinking, I'll call
She won't answer

Then I'll suffer
Suffering, I'll cry
Crying, I'll drink
Drinking, I'll call
She won't answer
What a crazy way to want

Then I'll suffer
Suffering, I'll cry
Crying, I'll drink
Drinking, I'll call
She won't answer

Then I'll suffer
Suffering, I'll cry
Crying, I'll drink
Drinking, I'll call
She won't answer
What a crazy way to want